Originally Posted by
ampoule
Independence by Ampoule, July 4, 2007
Look out!
There's another one!
They went flying to the giant rhododendron
and hid there glowing in the night.
The bombs were bursting,
The lights were flashing,
But she, Coleoptera, was too bright
And he, Lampridae, saw it coming,
But it was too late.
Whoosh! Clink!
She was gone.
He followed her captors in the dark of night,
listening to their cruel laughter,
And all that running here and there
Was exhausting, but he waited.
She sat there, dazed, and looked around her prison.
There were others like her,
But they just sat there still and quiet and resting.
Did you not try to escape?
They only looked at her.
She felt a draft from above and reached up
to push against the weight of it.
Nothing.
She flitted all around trying to catch a glimpse
of her lover but saw only the cruel hand
of her captor and fire sparkling in the distance.
She was frantic, closed in, the air so stale.
And then a stillness in the night and she heard a voice.
Her fellow prisoners began to stir.
What's this, she thought.
Julian! Marguerite! It is late. You must come in now.
But mother! Look what we've got?
She looked down at their little glass jars,
You must let them go for tonight.
Protesting all the way,
They went in for their nightly baths.
The prisoners flew out, one by one,
Smiling at her as they found the sky.
She rested at the top and blinked, I'm free!
But he was already there, beside her,
And together they flew off,
Into the night.
May all your jars be opened. Happy independence day, no matter where you are.