his work
is his vocation
the duty of pollination
Admiration
slowly goes the snail
admiring everything
knowing flowers will wait
to be seen
Text
it is written
that we are here
to nourish one another
Written There
the bird and insect’s canon
left for man and beast
hieroglyphics on trees
Red Bug White flower
true bug can tells no lies
your garage and siding
is where he likes to hide
Grasshopper
on the pebble path
a pause
to merge and rest
Perspective
flowering planet
blooming purple orb
the ant’s north star
Hunt
searching the old corn field
for grub be it bug or blade
Harvest
marigolds provide
bounty for
the final forage
Destination
Summoned by common color
a zinnia is the butterfly’s
landing pad.
Night Flyer
Wings with eyes
a mask of bravery
predator protection
Assembly
In the Northeast Kingdom
monarchs flock to the butterfly bush
before their pilgrimage south to sunny Mexico.
Monarch
The brightest colors
are put on display
when royalty visits.
Harvest
As the workers toil in the carpet of sage
they hum and buzz their dictum
“from each according to their abilities, to each according to their needs”
Pod Gall
The gall of the flying guest
who leaves behind his bulbous nest
but goldenrod the gracious host
welcomes insects more than most.
Stump
The stump of an oak grows a miniature forest,
a mountain with moss trees for insects to scale.