Imagine your awareness
extending into other forms,
a bird, bug or a tree -
what it would be like
to feel the world through them,
immersed in whatever
is taken in, to assume
the very essence
of being them.
Ponder what is happening
behind the bright, wide eyes
of a dog when it looks up
and stares at you - question
whether there is nothing but
a rudimentary, dialled down
awareness flickering
in the shadowy circuitry
of a mind -
or is there, somewhere
within, a presence
of the indivisible,
the same that is inside me
and the bird, bug and tree.
too many
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belly ache and tongue lickin's ~
every bite sickens
Flying crazed into the summer night
Diving, crashing — what a sight!
The people, they shriek;
Cover they seek,
Slapped in the face by one’s flight.
(Lily, summer 2025)
Lily Bug the Mighty Pug
Lily bug the mighty pug,
All 13 months and 15 pounds of,
Just goes to show the unbridled
Power of nature
Supremely confident
Maniacally enthusiastic
Without a clue of her limits
And adorably cute.
But perhaps most importantly is a hint
Of the joy and love
That resides in the heart
Of Life, all life,
Large and small, simple and complex
Resides as part of our nature
Ready, and always eager,
To shine.
(6/16/25)
with the monsoon rains,
a green June bug came whirring,
to our living room~
my smart cat after playing,
gulped down this hapless victim.
My little cousin, Junior, lost his mom when she was only 39 and he was 9. It was such a devastating time for him – her pet name for Junior was “June Bug”
Junior had a beautiful mom
Unlike any other
Never knew a heart so calm
Ever the amazing mother!
Blessed by her light, her sacrifice
Unending grace beyond a price
Glory to God for love so nice!
father-san said no
to my succulent June bug
who wrote me love songs
we harmonise together
under the swinging lanterns
June Bug, do you remember me?
Understand, I'm older now, you see.
No longer do I visit Grandpa with my brothers.
Every fourth of July, you too, came with many others.
Both of us came to play - beneath the fireworks display.
United again, I recall you never flew so well.
Give us another fourth, and we will give 'em hell.
A june bug, flying at night, races to a window light
To the greens behind the sill, fleeing from the twilight's chill
But alas! The window is shut—no rest to find in this glass hut
the lady bug lit
on me each step by step stuck
tiny wings waved hi!
~
fluttering moving
gently suddenly took off
fled didn't say bye
~
as the lady bug flew
disappearing from my large view
abrupt not subdue
6/5/25
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2025©
Bittersweet bitsy Bailey bug
Rock and rolled in Rodney’s rug
Had he partaked of a daily drug?
Rodney was sick of Bailey’s crazy mug
Time to go home, he told the lug
Just one more chug, said Bailey bug
He was chased off by Rodney's poodle and a pug.
Ladybug with loads of brilliant sass
Went night fishing and caught a bright blue bass
Show and tell worthy, the top of the class
She is pompous now, that arrogant …….
The fly swatter is out,
Bugs are all about.
How could that be,
What I see?
Has many legs.
Not a spider,
Or a fly.
But something fanciful on the eye!
Swatted quick to the ground,
SMASHED FLAT!
Legs waving all around.
"You killed my lashes", she wailed!
Carefully,
I slunk on by.
Didn't realize,
It was it was part of her eye!
The prancing Animal
Through the Woods it Went,
That house Full of Wool,
That was Truly — a Tent.
“Has the Hole been Dug?”
How had It Gone?
Hunting the animalistic Bug,
How saddening, Ron.
Antelope, insect,
Appealing or Not,
A many will not be too checked —
As they weren't Noticed -- Through the Knots.
Never, or Ever -- will The Big bug Bite,
Not again For the Bug of greatest Of Sizes.
“No, not bug, But some Blight” --
Ness, You will Not win those Prizes.
thorn bug looks like thorn
her camouflage is perfect
mimicking nature
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