Blossomings of bird bugs
Little red buds
Spotted sides
And shortlived glides
With a talent of finding thugs
AUTHORS NOTE
[A little Julia Donaldson tribute limerick!] - Faeren
ladybugs drift through blossoms~
tiny royal muses in ruby flight.
they bless each petal with spotted kisses,
turning sunlight into ceremony.
the whole garden seems to sigh
when their tiny grace arrives.
bright sunshine draws
attention of ladybug
to come and sunbathe
oh, ladybug, beloved insect
gentle, colorful beetles
with sweet red-and-black spots
delightful winged wonders
omens of good things to come
with spiritual messages if you believe
wish fulfillment
protection
renewal and transformation
adaptability
love
and positive things
and if you don't believe
ladybugs will eradicate your garden pests
Ladybug, ladybug, what do you see?
I see visions of beauty glancing at me
Ladybug, ladybug, what do you hear?
I hear the music of nature playing in my ear
Ladybug, ladybug, what do you say?
I say words of encouragement throughout the day
Ladybug, ladybug what do you do?
I spread kindness and you should, too!
I’m listening deeper than the words you say,
Hearing what your silence keeps safe.
The boy with the ladybug on his shoulder,
Guess they were right when they told us—
“No more you and me, now it’s we,”
Funny how truth sounds holy.
Love grows, feelings anticipated,
Lips touch, time stays satiated,
Dark abyss, starry cosmic, obliterated,
My body an oasis, water weeps, don’t keep me waiting.
Every second’s heavy, every moment weighted,
Heart like a hazy orange, dream sky in the morning,
Light spills through my soul, every thought still roaming.
No more you and me, now it’s we,
Falling slow, but it’s everything,
If love’s a dream, don’t wake me please,
Stay right here inside this feeling.
No more you and me, now it’s we,
Your touch speaks in poetry,
If happiness is believing, then believe with me.
Lightly touching leaf of a lilac
a ladybug sunned herself delicately
dainty and demure, hurting no one
Yellow lily strived to make herself tempting
Bug gave her a nod, and a wink
Understanding there were more flowers to visit
Gave lilac a healthy good-bye before she shoved off
ladybug whispered into my arm today
my arm giggled, and tried to scoot away
ladybug would not have it and tickled her a bit
my arm laughed aloud, knowing I’d have a fit
I was in church at the time, so everyone looked
They gave me gazes that said they thought I was cooked
the ladybug scooted up to my shoulder and whispered again
Apparently, she wanted to know what kind of building she was in
I tried to relay an answer in a whisper with less noise than a kiss
An old lady gave me a mean look, and made kind of a hiss
I pointed to the ladybug, but she was no longer there.
She had flown off and was now headed for the back stair.
Taking my ladybug for a walk
Casually to not arouse any suspicion.
Because the birds would be jealous
The crow would squawk his displeasure.
The grasshopper, who usually rode my fingers
Would be so miffed, he would stop speaking.
Every creature in the garden thought I loved them best.
Of course I loved them all, for they enjoyed my vegetables.
I would have never wanted to garden without them.
My ladybug began crawling up my finger, she was so happy!
Sh! I cautioned the wind as it rose higher and louder. Stop that!
If he woke up that jeaous grasshopper there would be hell to pay!
delicate ladybug faerie was lady like and fine
so tiny, you could barely see her wing or outline
she rode around on ladybugs, so this tells you a bit
About how tiny she is, but she has a fine wit
She has to use a megaphone to speak to the other fey
because she is smaller than most of them, her name is Linda Lou Kay
She talks about love, and wants everyone to be friends
When you hear her stories, you hope they will never end
Ladybug faerie is upbeat and positive all the time
With a magnifying glass I can barely make out her outline
She is tiny but sassy; her ideas are wonderfully sharp
In the evening, she becomes a musician and takes out her harp
Look at a ladybug
happily frolicking
on a plant
Count all her
little black dots
and let her crawl
onto your hand
Keep watching as she
spreads her wings
and carefully picks
her moment to fly
Watch how her red
catches the sunlight
as if seeing this
for the very first time
Look through the eyes
of a child, amazed
because you enjoy
this little event
immensely
I've never been to Kathmandu
it's highly unlikely I'm ever going to
and I don't consider macaques the least bit holy
while some there choose so to do
tho' they may be Nepalese aristocracy
no they won't make a monkey of me
such couldn't leave me any colder
as it's all in the mind's eye of the beholder
and who decides what is 'God'
of all possibilities chapter and verse in the universe
why give such Old World primates the nod
how about a slug or a ladybug
polyphyly and insects are equally relevant too
in fact if we're allegedly created in 'His' likeness
why not me... or even you?
too many
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s
belly ache and tongue lickin's ~
every bite sickens
Leonard was getting a date for the ladybug ball
He watched for her, through the weeds so tall
But she was walking with his best pal Jim
So, he decided to go away, and give her to him.
But wait, there is no other ladybug you like?
This was said to him by his godfather, Mike.
Not really, Leonard said, but it is okay.
The night of the dance, he stayed away.
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