Sunday, August 7, 2011

dark wings

There is a hole
in my house where
the wasp crawls in
again and again

I spend
countless hours
catching it up
in an empty glass
to let it fly free
in the garden
but it never
fails to

even so
I cannot bring
myself to crush




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Brian Miller said...

smiles. i like...there is beauty in all things..and in life as you leave me happy...nice write...

Victoria said...

Jonnia, I agree. This makes me happy. I have a hard time killing creepy crawlies. Lovely, simple poem.

Sheila said...

I like the quaint simplicity of your poem as well. Unlike brian and victoria, however, I would spray the pest with wasp killer (or at least plug up the entrance hole) - just sayin' ;)

Mark Kerstetter said...

I feel the same way. There's a beautiful insect-like shape to your poem.

~Kelvin S. M. said...

..ah, your words are very simple but digs deep through my heart.. there’s so much to learn in your poetry.. and i just like your reference to the wasp in here… this so reminds me of my visit to our home in the province where i would stare a wasp roaming again and again and again – endlessly and i would simply smile as how their lives are going on.. thank you for the poem!

Charles Elliott/Beautyseer said...

Strange there is just one. Don't they usually swarm?

Anonymous said...

Glossy delicate menace is a great description!

Shauna said...