Two Bites
One bright and sunny day
Soon to become darkened
Our clumsy wasp was caught
Red molecules of blood
Sticky whirl, his demise
He did begrudge that day
Spider's web alluring
Poppy seeds sugar dripped
His shouts of no avail
Until heard by the crow
False alarm, two small bites
Food chain, gizzard pulling
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- This poem is linked to Sunday's Whirligig: A Dozen Words for Writers (# 36)
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I'm also linked with Marian at The Tuesday Platform,
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I'm also linked with Marian at The Tuesday Platform,
So it goes: The eater becomes the eaten!
ReplyDeleteclumsy clumsy wasp, caught in a vicious circle; serious issue, yet witty
ReplyDeletemuch love...
Wonderful tale. Such is the cycle of life.
ReplyDeleteGreat write and thanks for visiting.
And begrudge he should. Thanks for the visit,
ReplyDeleteElizabeth
The food chain always surprise the carnivores... and I guess it doesn't end here.
ReplyDeleteAnd that's the circle of life. Liked the point of view here. Good read.
ReplyDeleteIsh! Just kidding. Huge grin here.
ReplyDeletepromising words.
ReplyDeleteit is like looking at a knitted scarf,
ReplyDeleteyour poem is beautiful and creative.