Glittering prize

 

 

Hour zero

 

The coming hour hangs in the air

Like a glittering dragonfly

Azure blue and all reflective

Bottling sunlight in its wings

 

It hovers

Glints

Darting forwards and back

Teasing

offering promise

Then coyly withholding but

My audacity is a net

I will ensnare this longed for appointment

This jewel

This prize

Add it to the humming jar

Of all my desires

 

Come the hour

Come the man.

 

 

©2017

 

 

 

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