Buckets of lobster shells
empty into a half-dozen
distributed among tables
scattered across the familial lawn.
A momentary dragonfly
hovered over the mourners’ heads,
lingering only long enough
so that half of those who witnessed it
mistook it for a hummingbird
while everyone else, awestruck,
mistook it for a monarch butterfly,
the recently departed’s favorite.
Open Link Night
~ OLN #297 ~