2016 Day 5 – The Dreams of Bumblebees

The dreams of bumblebees
Are locked in amber,
Catch the sun at odd angles
Remembering summer
When autumn stings.

The dreams of fireflies
Are transient beauty,
Bright flash of beacons
Against the darkness.

The dreams of earthworms
Are warm and dark,
Safe and enfolded
In chocolate loam.

The dreams of cockroaches
Are to be feared.
They dream of empires.


Note: not using a prompt, as today’s was late. (I may attempt it later).



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