Micro-Poem (No.9) Shooting Stars
This short poem is based on fond memories of my childhood and spending time with my dad. This really is the type of conversation we may have had.
Reclining on the hillside,
I stare up at the sky,
As midnight's hour approaches,
To see a shooting star.
My dad lies back beside me,
As I gaze through squinted eyes
At the vast expanse of universe
Of which we're just a part.
Suddenly I see a flash,
At first it's just a twinkle.
Then slowly moving t'wards the east,
Oh wait there is another!
"Dad, look at all the shooting stars,
Flashing 'cross the sky!"
"Don't be daft", my father says,
"it's just those darn fireflies."
Lampyridae is the scientific name for winged beetles commonly known as fireflies or lightning bugs. They use bio-luminescence to attract mates or prey. Fireflies produce a "cold light", with no infrared or ultraviolet frequencies. This chemically produced light from the lower abdomen may be yellow, green, or pale red. The larvae emit light also and are often called "gloworms"
(source: Wikipedia: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fireflies)
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