Friday, July 18, 2014

I took a detour 'round the moon

I inscribed my words upon a mason jar
etched out my hopes and dreams
imprinted myself in purple perminent marker

join me
take a jar
pick a color
scrawl yourself in words

tonight we'll catch fireflies
and watch our shadow verse
dance in the light
across table clothes
amid garden statues
along manicured hedges
aloft the stars

join me
take a jar
pick a color
& scrawl yourself in words



dVerse Poets Ball:  In celebration of three wonderful years, dVerse Poets Pub is throwing a ball.  The festivities are already underway with poets all over join their voices together to bring this event to life.  With a backdrop like the Boboli gardens one can only imagine the magic surrounding this event.  I, myself, found my way here on the back of a beautiful blue butterfly.



There's No Better Way to Fly
(my new notebook)
[image by rmp, that's me]

23 comments:

Victoria said...

This is full of wonderful imagery that sets a perfect mood for the occasion. I like the idea of inking myself with a purple market in poetry.

Victoria said...

I didn't see this linked to dVerse!!! I'm sure others would love to read it.

Wolfsrosebud said...

... well thank you, I think I will. And don't be shy link it up!

Brian Miller said...

that would be very cool...to write on the mason jar and let the fireflies inside light them up....that would def set the ambience....

Claudia said...

oh i love fireflies...and my color would be indigo tonite... the title is very cool as well

Mary said...

What a wonderfully colorful verse!

thecourseofourseasons.com said...

loved dancing on the tables with you :) and in my neck of the woods, when you pass around a jar, it may be filled with something other than lightning bugs - wonderful poem! K

Gabriella said...

Great imagery in your poem, rmp! I love the idea of dancing shadow verse.

Heaven said...

I admire that refrain of taking a car and picking a color ~ Yes, lets catch fireflies and dance across the tables ~ Good to see you in the ball ~

Myrna R. said...

I can't wait to pick my jar. Hope there's a bright pink one. Nice celebratory poem, and cool that you're coming on a blue butterfly.

Jeff said...

Mason jars, fireflies, and poetry--three gifts from the gods, I believe. Beautiful words here.

Glenn Buttkus said...

This virtual cyber explosion of fellowship, poetry, & love has nearly exhausted me;l but glad you could make it; thanks for all the times you have stopped by my site & left pearls & kisses.

Ginny Brannan said...

Oh I love this! Catching fireflies--brings me back to my country girl roots! How lovely to run barefoot through a garden, sharing laughter and camaraderie and joy. My imagination rejoices! Thank you!

Poet Laundry said...

Lovely imagery RMP...fun to imagine such a scene.

Sumana Roy said...

love these colorful words made of joy...lets celebrate..

Kathy said...

I would write with a deep midnight blue...lovely thoughtx

Cressida de Nova said...

scrawling yourself in words

wonderful image...that is what poets do.

Arathi Harihar said...

sure we shall catch those fireflies..nice meeting you here in the pub..have fun:)

ayala said...

Lovely :)

Beachanny said...

I choose yellow - and I'm only one jar (read that it could be one star) over glowing with the lightning bugs that set our words to flames. Thanks for your reading of my poems, and your support. It is much appreciated. G.

Kate Mia said...

Ahh..i love any image of fireflies..as truly they are magick to me when young..but far far..away from greater civilization i live in today...

But at least in your lovely words..

the image of Magick of fireflies come again!

to FLY! here in poetry of word!

michaelt said...

So pleased rmp that your butterfly found us, its a great night and you have added to the spectacle. Enjoyed your poem.

Pat Hatt said...

Let the fireflies show the way, and put ones words on display.