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Green, Tobacco Chewing Catepillar

I met a green 
horned tobacco
chewing catepillar

Spitting was his
Passion all day.
The cool night
gives hiding to 
HIS voracious appetite

Days are for napping
THE heat away.
Fall GIVES HIDING TO HIS hybernation


***In spring he emerges into a brown moth that bumps into the windows at night and scares the pants off of me.

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Sylvia Coulstock

September 26, 2010 at 2:19 AM

Hi Doris.This was great fun to read,I laughed out loud at the very last line,I didn,t see it coming.By the way thank you for your comments on my first written with empathy from friends not my own experience I'm happy to say.I look forward to more of your poems to enjoy. luv June.

Liz Walsh

September 17, 2010 at 11:17 AM

Wonderful Doris - no I wasn't in an orphanage - I was lucky to have a very privileged upbringing but there was what we called A County Home - Magdalen Laundry - in the town where I was reared - where young girls who were pregnent outside marriage were literally incarcerated. Their children - many of them were sent to America to be adopted. Sometimes the mothers were kept for their whole lives in these laundries, unpaid and made to feel that they were doomed because of their sins.

Sara Kendrick

September 16, 2010 at 4:15 PM

Those are some ugly creatures..They can eat up a tomato plant in a day or two..Glad that you looked this one up and gave us some info..Mom

Andrea Dietrich

September 16, 2010 at 12:14 AM

Hey, this was very interesting, Doris. And I can see why your teacher liked your humor. I too did a project in English in H.S. I wrote a book of quatrains and I'd give anything to have it back. the dang teacher kept it ALL. LUv, Andrea

Linda Milgate

September 15, 2010 at 2:44 PM

Really cute depiction of a nasty beast. Wasn't a good year for vegetable gardens in my area. We had a terrible fire not far, thus my sad poem. Knew the area. Luckily no one I knew was caught. Poem can help process. Thanks for your kind remarks. Linda

Linda-Marie Sweetheart

September 15, 2010 at 2:22 PM

Must be similar to the cortezone shots I used to get in my ankle regularly after breaking it badly playing football with the guys a few years ago... glad its over and she is resting ... takes time to get into the system and start doing its job luv.. send her my best..luv..and Ron's too..his Dad has a bad back...

Doris Culverhouse

September 15, 2010 at 1:45 PM

this bad bug eats tomato plants, egg plants, tobacco, peppers and anything in that family...they will eat it so fast it will make your head spin.

Linda-Marie Sweetheart

September 15, 2010 at 1:08 PM

What a great description and visual Doris.. and thankxxx for the footnote.. interesting piece ..light and educational.. hope all is well with Mom today..please let me know luv..in our prayers...constantly..luv.. to answer your question.. yes ..still on honeymoon cloud.. in all its 18 years of LUV...and now almost a month of being married ... awesome..so far... luv the ride and waking up to him every day...

Gert W. Knop

September 15, 2010 at 9:06 AM

Great and funny write, Doris! Yes, I also remember "Summersby", Gere and Foster are such great actors!!! ....Gert

Carolyn Devonshire

September 15, 2010 at 7:58 AM

Great poem, Doris. It reminded me of the caterpillars that destroyed the tobacco crop in the movie Summersby with Richard Gere and Jodie Foster. Thank goodness they hibernate during the winter months! Love, Carolyn