The moth chases the pretty lights
Reflected from beautiful things
The moth can’t reach them in one night
And can’t see the jewels on its wings
The butterflies sip sugar cups
The blackbird glories as he sings
The moth at times feels envious,
And can’t see the jewels on its wings
Chasing lights can be dangerous
More than once the candle’s breath stings
The moth quests on, impervious
And can’t see the jewels on its wings
The moth chases the pretty lights
And can’t see the jewels on its wings
Form: Kyrielle Sonnet
Prompt: Use the title of a book as the title of your poem
I like the light sparkly tone of this poem — though I think the form’s insistence on the last line repetition is a weakness. 4 complete repeats in 14 lines creates a shackle most poems would struggle to break free of (not just yours, I read other examples too)