NaPoWriMo - glisten

 

 

 

here you are again
in a crowded room

night-blooming flowers
pale & radiant

walking in a city
you pass your destination

flaming in sunlight
sparks on the stamens

again & again
you lose yourself

dew glistens
on veined petals

wrapped in a cocoon
that will not open

chrysalis infected
with wasps

 

 

Comments

[000april]

I like the way you have chosen the sounds. Almost is if water drips inside a cavern.
Nasty thought about the wasps attacking the butterfly.