Dusk arrives and I settle into my seat—
a patio chair under the heavens
surrounded by gardens and shrubbery
backing into the shadows. As light dims
and easy-listening harmonies quiet,
a cardinal announces the show’s commencing.
Cicadas buzz with electricity
as fireflies take the stage
executing
flirty blips
show-offy lines—
lights of temptation.
Elsewhere
an audience
holds lighters aflicker
begging for more.
Christel Maass
Christel Maass lives in southeastern Wisconsin. She enjoys gardening, hiking, and exploring her beautiful home state. Christel frequently writes about nature and has been widely published in print and online.
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