Short Hornets Poems

windy in kansas
hornets nest under my foot
precarious prey...

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Brown turkey fig bush
Large leaves turkey foot shape....
Yield hornets and wasp...

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Murder Hornets do not linger
When they sting you with their stinger
The GOP claim
They have the best aim
When hoisting their middle finger...

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Cheryl forgot to close the chest
When she disturbed a hornets’ nest
Remorse there is none
What’s Dunn is now done
Phantoms and ghouls she’ll put to rest....

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huge uninviting
near fence post low to ground —
maddening hornets
            drive by shooting of spray can
            the window of victim’s steamed

12/16/2018...

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Snowstorms in April
   Lasting all day
Flowers in February
   Hornets in May

Change most disturbing
   Seems an upheaval
From this kind of turmoil
   I request a reprieval...

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Stirring the hornet's nest,
he came right underneath,
irritated hornets,
 normally fly upwards,
this time,
they took a downward dive,
he was swollen and trite,
and resolved,
never to touch a hive....

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I could write about things meaningless,
Sometimes,I assume that might be the best.

For to challenge the pot, as I so often do,
Gives quick, easy birth, to a hornest’s nest.


3/4/2023


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For what is pride but an ego's false facade

Greed a fallow field of need

Lust a liars claim of love

Wrath a harbinger of hate

Gluttony a beggars fitful dream

Envy a failures silken cloak

Sloth an active acquiescence...

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Small
Brown
Turkey
Figs globe like
Ripe ready to eat
Pick, eat, shew bees, wasps, hornets, birds
Cover with sugar let sit over night cook next day
Cook until syrup thickens almost candy like pack in sterile jars, seal, process, eat...

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beautiful garden attracts flying beasts
butterflies, dragonflies, luna moths
Some of them spill onto the porch
Where they nest inside the wood
railings are dangerous
deep inside are perched
flower loving
mud dabbers
hornets
wasps...

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pears hang yellow-green
waiting for ripeness to fall...
September gale blows

yellow, green pears lie
bruised upon mother earth's breast..
ants, wasps, hornets feed

pears food for insects
ants lay in store for winter...
pouring rains flood mound ...

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Imagine red...
A bed, of candy roses
Deeper still
Into a thicket of thorns 

Further, crimson
In a sea of lipstick kisses
Or adorned...
By a nest of word stung hornets

All relies on the side she wakes
One slight, midnight miscalculation
Sets my day off and into dire straits...

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The night is cold
Snow is pure
Flakes are individuals
No two alike
Why do you haunt me?
I live alone
Inside 
There’s nothing
But bitter cold
Hornets fester
In my heart
Ready to protect
My deadly guest
One sting will kill
The love you feel
So leave my nest 
Hidden in a barn
Where no one treads
Not even mice...

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A mother scissor-tail dives at a crow 
chasing her foe across a empty sky. 
She is on the attack, past watching trees 
determined to guard her nest, her unborn. 


The yellow-jackets buzz around my head 
warning me to stay away from their nest. 
I swat at the hornets in my surprise--- 
I have children of my own to protect....

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Seems like a year or two
Sweaty stench envelops you

Your eyes burn, your throat cracks
Your shirt is plastered to your back

Collar wilts, underthings cling
Wasps and hornets look to sting

Dizzy, your brain; your energy drained
Conversations short and strained

For this you yearned all winter long?
Come January ~ Same old Song...

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From claggy Bedders and Hornets hump,
From Cordell, Laws and Radar.
We trundle merry like a thump
To see Fab Adies sock.

In hoodie cloves and clippy breeze;
In Disco Dave we pledge.
I chortle like a tuneless wheeze
To see Bad Adie rock!

On Kunterblanche we make our name,
A pallet one and all,
Then Turb into myself again
To see Mad Adies frock....

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Brush off your ant bites.
Blind eye the hornets sting.

Gone so long with ways of violence.
Creatures having done nothing wrong.

But it’s fine “they aren’t important”.
Legs or wings or hair you just can’t bare.

Squash and flush because no voice.
If it spoke would you still fear?

Darling child with bugs in jars,
May your care linger on and on my dear.
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Itchy bitsy ouch;
Bug bite Bee stings hornet nest;
Itchy scratchy pest;

~

So I fear those bees;
and mosquitoes and hornets;
With a scary mouths,
and rife stingers ticks and flies;
they do buzz, sting and bite I’m frightened;


9/3/21/ 2021©

A Buggy Tanka Contest Poetry Contest
Tanka poetry form only. 
Sponsored by: M. L. Kiser...

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Amusing said the Unicorn
whose offspring ran riot
amongst the golden corn fields
In toad stalls fiery hornets roamed


By the wanton pavilion
all hope was gone
a fire crackle sentence serenaded
the dearth of thought culpable

Bramble often permanent
prevaricated by the ha ha
in the vista of no return
casting our thoughts to yesterday












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Hornets came flying in from all directions
Skidding to a stop, showing no kinds of affections. 

They filled the kitchen, they filled the hall.
The wasps joined them and had a ball.

The mud daubers heard and tried to crash.
Which was truly pushy and rather rash.

A fight ensued, they stung each other almost to death.
I heard this account from my curious cousin Beth....

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I gave you a box of giggling clowns
to make you laugh during the downs
I gave you a spray of golden fins
to swim far away from your jinn.

This cracked heart you'll never have
for it has turned into a pulsing hive
a bouquet of hornets at the ready
to sting away your whitewashed lies.

The windchimes are chilled and quiet now
gone are the stingers and giggling clouds
a pile of dust where there once lay fleece
I pray that you'll straddle a jagged peace.

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The scene stopped me in my tracks,
Crimson bursting through darkly gray.
"Another cold, dark morning," I mused.
As I turned to walk away...

"Beware the Ires of March, Watchman!
Scoffers attack like mad hornets! 
I AM stirring their secret hives, 
Exposing their darkly terror.
They will reap what they have sown,
When I unleash My holy terror!"

"How do I confirm this, Lord?"
"Better than a sign to see
Are the direct words from Me.
So, beware the Ires of March!"...

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I recall desiring dismal disaster
As tension tightened and negative neurons swarmed like hornets 
Over honey not made by them
But by the very enemy

I do not believe my rival became what it was
Till I allowed him in
Willingly, and wittingly

Feeling foreign claws clamp around me
Scratching my untouched skin
To feel what it was like absorbed in that knowing grin

I had not thought it over how it would actually end…
Until it began


-found this poem among some forgotten verses-...

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There she has his foot stool, for all that won't give
her their bread, her inside voice and out voice is 
different, there her saints don't believe that the 
hornets his daughter inlaws, the feeling of ice
in there blood, there they have a voice for all
goodness out  and inside different. don't do
it don't make saints out of  hospitals their
friends live like millions. give it away, they
don't give their last cent, they don't work
for nothing. give it away this work it will stop them....

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