Tag: time

Chasing Fireflies(Nostalgia)

I used to chase fireflies…
back when I was a kid, back in the sticks,
we had fireflies floating from dusk till dawn,
twinkling in and out like little stars,

(I wish I may, I wish I might,
catch this firefly tonight,)[…]

Chasing Fireflies(Nostalgia)

I used to chase fireflies…
back when I was a kid, back in the sticks,
we had fireflies floating from dusk till dawn,
twinkling in and out like little stars,

(I wish I may, I wish I might,
catch this firefly tonight,)

I remember they would suddenly blink *on*,
outside, here and there, these real life fairies
had come to be and dared me to chase them,
to catch them in my clasped hands. 

I would hold them there, 
feel them fluttering, and feeling more alive
with each passing second, until I open my hands
and watch them blink out of my grasp and my life.

(I wish I may, I wish I might,
catch this firefly tonight,)

…I can’t remember the last time I saw a firefly…
maybe too many were caught and never let go,
or maybe too many of us left our lights always on, 
and left no darkness for the fireflies to roam…

(…I wish I may, I wish I might,
chase one firefly tonight…)

-M. L. Michael
06/10/2021.





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Reasons to Keep a Journal (Or – How a Journal Becomes a One Way DeLorean)

Whenever I scroll through past pages, flipping backwards in time with each page,
I can see my past play out – fast reversed – until I stop at a point, on a page,

and read where I was at in that moment, at that time, on that page.

From there I march forward, page by page, reading my past thoughts,

reliving my past with my knowledge of the future,

knowing what is coming, but being unable to do anything about it,
seeing my hubris set me up, and then reality teeing me off. […]

Reasons to Keep a Journal 
(Or – How a Journal Becomes a One Way DeLorean)

Whenever I scroll through past pages, flipping backwards in time with each page, 
I can see my past play out – fast reversed – until I stop at a point, on a page, 
and read where I was at in that moment, at that time, on that page. 

From there I march forward, page by page, reading my past thoughts, 
reliving my past with my knowledge of the future, 
knowing what is coming, but being unable to do anything about it, 
seeing my hubris set me up, and then reality teeing me off. 

Humility comes with each step and each page forward, 
witnessing every success and failure, every love and loss, 
with me barreling through it, forever unawares 
of the futures and the unknowns… 

05/30/2021? 
M. L. Michael

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