Monday, July 25, 2022
Our Insect Friends
Wow! There were some great poems about insects last Friday! This classic from my dad:
I will again this
summer donate my blood to
local mosquitoes.
We will give sweetness
to all of the visiting
butterflies once more,
I am willing to
lose some bits of my ankles
to vicious black flies,
We will excuse the
wasps, hornets, honeybee stings
as being our fault
but when no-see-ums
fly into my eyes when both
of my hands are full
I rethink all of
my thoughts about the goodness
of mother nature.
A great one from Dr. Daniel Price:
Crickets, honeybees,
and moths--from omnipresent
to wholly absent.
We do have spiders
that the old cat eats, keeping
the vet in clover.
and moths--from omnipresent
to wholly absent.
We do have spiders
that the old cat eats, keeping
the vet in clover.
And from Michimom:
At dusk on the lake
a dragonfly drifts through a
cloud of mosquitoes.
a dragonfly drifts through a
cloud of mosquitoes.
There was a strong anonymous entry:
I do love crickets
Musicians of the summer
Singing to us all.
Musicians of the summer
Singing to us all.
And, of course, we heard from Desiree (who has a Ph.D. in, um, insects):
Cicada summer
brings magical creatures to
the surface with us.
brings magical creatures to
the surface with us.
