In the bell jar...

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in the bell jar
flying around a small space
- fireflies trapped


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3 comments:

kouji said...

reminds me of grave of the fireflies. sad film.

October 17, 2008 at 8:15 AM
christian soldier said...

I love poetry because it expands thought--
I see the firefly as humans with light to give - but-without freedom - the light is trapped in an elite's bottle...
So good of you to visit-my first 'blog' encourager! Thank you-again.
C-CS

October 17, 2008 at 9:45 AM
Captain USpace said...

Kouji, thanks, I will google that film.

C-CS, Thank you, and you're most welcome, I love that you get that image from this. It's great that poems and songs can mean different things to people.

This was just an image from my youth that I remembered while reading all the comments to that great 'Firefly' poem over at TinyWords, the last haiku posted there.

lovely firefly poem -
hopefully not the last
at tiny words
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October 17, 2008 at 10:44 PM

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