A Fly, Encumbered By Morning Dew

By lupus tenebrae

A fly ambles through
the tar-black ashes of spent
cigarettes; wings encumbered

by morning dew, frail
body buffeted by the
wind, quivering, seizing warmth.

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Published on Sunday, August 9, 2015. Filed under: "Structured" and "Poetry"

Author's Note:

A minimal piece I'd written while waiting for a friend to visit.

Comments on "A Fly, Encumbered By Morning Dew"

On Thursday, October 22, 2015, rwb35 (64) wrote:

Very different. I randomly picked this one. Short and to the point
A former member wrote: I have to agree with Steve on this one ... very vivid and beautiful I can almost see the iridescent green on the flys eyes as it buzzes by.
On Sunday, August 9, 2015, TropicalSnowstorm (1580) wrote:

A rare talent to make a depiction of a fly dragging itself through ashes appear as vivid and, dare i say beautiful, as you did in this piece. you never cease to amaze me, man! ciao, T/S