When Blue Fire Auroras Gleam

A trail of tears left behind

In a dazzling blue sky

For all lost souls who

Have passed through

On their journey to the

Golden acre of dreams

Reine des Glaces has deemed

Nothing is as it seems

When blue fire auroras gleam

With colors tender and true

Soaring on iridescent wings

Of a Black Beauty butterfly

©2020 Linda Lee Lyberg

dVerse Poets Pub: Poetics Purple Patch

Author’s Note: This is a stream of consciousness piece.

Linda Lee Lyberg is a wife, mother, artist, published poet and author. She resides in Mesa, AZ with her husband Pete (aka The Big Viking) of 24 years, and her dog, Ricky Bobby. Linda writes various forms of poetry, as well as short stories. You can read more of her works at: charmedchaos.com
and purchase anthologies containing her work here: Amazon Author Page

26 Comments on “When Blue Fire Auroras Gleam

  1. I love the use of colour in this poem, Linda, the dazzling blue sky and the blue fire auroras, and I imagine the iridescent wings of the Black Beauty Butterfly shimmer with blue too!

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  2. Oh lovely use of the prompt, Linda. Like Kim, I appreciated all those blues, echoed in that stunning picture. Blue is sadness, of course, but also peaceful – and the colour of the amazing clear skies we’ve been having.

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  3. First read led me to melancholy, second read to word bursts of color and hope; wonderful take on the prompt, and kudos for tackling so many terms.

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  4. That butterfly is a glorious transformation, may there be beautiful earthday ahead for planet earth

    Happy Tuesday


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