Listen for the hush where blessings gather.
Lift the quiet with their red and black polka dots.
Leap over twigs as if they’re mountains.
Leave faint anointings on the leaves they touch.
Loom as small messengers from softer realms.
Lend quiet blessings to wandering breezes.
Lead the day towards gentle good fortune.
In a world where hatred and prejudice
seem more prevalent than acceptance, love and hugs
I wish we could see each other more like ladybugs…
Whether they are male or female…ladybug is their name…
and as we watch them fly from leaf to leaf…we love them all the same.
ladybugs f l u t t e r
in fields of f r e n c h marigolds
summer in z
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Sweet ladybugs are not so ladylike
When frightened by oldster or a young tike
Squirting yellow liquid that tastes horrible and stinks
Putrid smelling, worse than corpses of six rotting minks.
they rush in from cold
decorate house with color
drive my dogs crazy
marvelous creatures
beauty formed in a small bug
as it climbs window
Ladybug received flowers from a secret guy
She suspected it was her neighbor Cy
They kept coming almost all of her life
He finally confessed, and she became his wife
Missy the ladybug
is perfect being alone
her mother however is bothered
that she is still at home
Missy does her part
she always pays her rent
yet momma is still not happy
until another man's house she's sent
but Missy has a secret
to her mother she dare not tell
like her older brother
Missy likes lady lady bugs as well
ladybugs converse on the tips of the pink flower petals
they can turn at the edge and crawl upside down
not realizing it is a miracle uncommon to most others
A ladybug is crawling
As the autumn leaves drift down.
Then suddenly, two more appear;
I thought that they’d left town.
But Google told me otherwise
For ladybugs, it said,
Enjoy a sunny day in fall,
Since winter lies ahead.
They love to come soak up the rays
As I do, when I’m chilled.
Today, the ladybugs and I
Are equally fulfilled.
*Image of Lady Bug by Pixabay.
IHO We Ladybugs Who Started It
(Gender-Neutral)
My dearest ladybird,
with your orangey shield,
protecting your body when stirred,
as the creatures who languish after you,
their piquant beckons skill to wield.
Becalm, I'm not afeared ...
misterbird flew revealed.
2021 July 17
e.g., Julyme
RhymeScheme; abacbab
Structured Lines
haiku ~ ladybugs
pretty black round spots
adorned red charming lady
flies faster than blink
ladybugs are beautiful creatures that fly in a fraction of second and protect themselves.
8/4/2020
Eight years old on that January Wednesday
Little hesitant steps into the schoolyard
Everyone has stranger's eyes
Mazes of hallways, lunchroom arena, playground cliques
Expedited heartbeat, ceiling too high to the
New kid, the foreigner, the interloper
Throat too tight, mouth too dry
Anxiety blocks my words, even my name, then
Ringing bells, summoning students in a river, and do
You need help, the kind lady is asking
Soothing hand on my shoulder, guides me to
Class, chattering kids, tables and pencils, one girl says
Hi, do you like bugs - I laugh and
One friend is made - she makes room for the
Outsider, and I say yes, I like
Ladybugs - and suddenly I belong.
12/04/18
for My Youth contest
sponsor: Craig Cornish
Lost Ladybugs
Dear little ladybugs I have missed you
Your harmless orange and ebony
Among my flower pots.
Where did you go, was it something I said?
Spring may be soon, but without you
I am less.
Did you burough as diminishing doodle bugs;
Is global warming frightening you,
Is it directing new migrations where
I can no longer plant for you.
Where are you precious ladybugs, come back,
For without you, I am less.
~Flowers to Ladybugs~
(Diamante)
Flowers
pretty, colorful
growing, beautiful, withering
delicate, lovely, small, red
flying, eating, cleaning
useful, busy
Ladybugs
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2010
June.22.2016
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