fly lands on my lip
germs from many lands
i cannot eat now
Wispy butterfly landed on the softest soul she could find.
Whether it be animal or mineral, she cared not.
The young fawn felt honored that he had earned her trust.
Allowing her to stay as long as she liked.
I am sitting on my porch thinking about how everything feels muggy; I feel sticky. It is July sauna. Everything outside has stopped moving. Suddenly I jump almost out of my skin. A wasp has landed on my hand; the ball is in his court now. Whatever he has to tell me I will listen to as long as he spares my life.
wasp lands on my hand
my heartbeat stops in my throat
good point i tell him
Delight...
First flight
From nest
Tries best
Hits tree
Dear me!
Bent beak
Loud squeak
Throbbin
Robin
11-29-17
We know when NASA lands on Earth
they'll claim to come in peace.
That's when we'll lead them all to water
and laugh till we can't cease.
We'll show them where to plant their flag
and praise their golden record.
We'll tell them they have reached the stars
and dance till we get deckered.
They'll probably say we came from monkeys
and monkeys came from fish.
Then tell us that we're one big bang
and God's not worth the wish.
They'll rape our land of every mineral
and drill for all it's oil.
Then share their governed currency
to take away our spoil.
Then when our time is at an end
they'll leave for outer space.
The search going on for other planets
and more intelligent race.
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