She went down whole
Now I'm ladybug
to the core of my soul
My helmet protected my hair
My glasses fought for my eyes
My hairs hid my nose in a weave
But my jaw gaped wide
I came on at seventeen
She had to be doing twenty
The tailwind gave her a boost
She found a new place to roost
Then at home
I spied my tulips
freshly-opened today
Instead of flowers
I saw a tomb
and knew there was only one way.
My two lips I did partand relinquished her to her grave.
She now has a happy heart
in that sunlit yellow place.
As for me
I'll remember her.
For this clinging
bitter taste.
8 comments:
TT,
She never saw it coming. If I do the math...
Terminal velocity 17 X 20 = Smush!
One might say, what a way to go....
M-
PS: How long was she in your teeth before you.... put her to rest?
I always think of it as protein..
At least that is more pleasant than swallowing something else.
Nice riding.. I think that is what you were doing..
um, EW?
You should have gone for broke with a pantoum or a sestina. Maybe some trochaic hexameter and a few nice nice Elegiac couplets. :)
Better a lady bug than a bee or a wasp or something that stings on the way down.
It happens to the best of us! ;)
Triathlete, Teacher, Ironman, Farm Kid, Poet.
yum....ladybugs....
Amazingly, I should be repulsed by the thought of a ladybug swishing around the mouth, but you write with such eloquence, that I'm indeed thinking it was more bittersweet than bitter.
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