Some flash poetry for you. Just wrote this li'l guy. <3, C.A.
The Return
On moments like this, in any room --
Crowded or empty --
You almost
Wholly appear. Fragments of you
Ferment in the
Flicker of light. Sometimes, your flare lingers
In the air. Sometimes, your sparks
Nearly reach the
Corner
Of my eye.
Bluish,
Whitish,
Yellowish,
Static,
Radiant, a persistent, fire-glow, you
Announce your presence.
And then you burn
Gentle, and you are
Simply
There, a
Fervent, ghostly, transitory, atmospheric
Bruise, one welcome visitor who always
Returns,
An optical migraine of love and all of
Its permanence.
C.A. MacConnell
