Bio Note: Aside from having haikus published in journals, such as Modern Haiku, The Cicada's Cry, and hedgerow, I've had other poetry published into collections; many by Eber & Wein Publishing, in Pennsylvania, all while working with the merch crew at a Costco store.
ant on a peony
the summer heats up as the colony returns to the tunnels, carrying dead bugs all the way through the grass jungles to the chambers where the white larvae are nursed. yet, where are you amongst the troops but on top of this bud along the border of a broken sidewalk, licking its oozing nectar. will you be staying until it's in full bloom allowing you to hide idly in its pink petals? was it worth it: climbing up this stem for a rare summer treat while others were too scared of heights and to fight for it? will you remain there still when the rain starts falling and everyone else is safe underground? and where will you be when pieces must be picked up after a giant foot stomps on the hill, or when the queen has passed on and your all brothers and sisters are in mourning? there are other flowers sweeter than any nectar growing under the hill; sweeter than dandelions daisies and roses whose aromas tickle the antennas and bloom with greater bliss for more than one season. a colony does admire a worker who carries a load bigger than what their jaws can bear, traveling miles beyond the hill, then turning back to continue the chore, for there is more honor in leaving your mark in the tunnels than dwelling in a peony that doesn't need an ant to bloom
Originally published in Peaks, Autumn 2016: Literary Journal of the HighlandScribes
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