Category: Karma

Rough Road

…her blood began to boil…

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Falling like a house of cards under thumb of gentle breeze,

the earth now pushed aside and fronds of fern

ripped up from the ground like turnips

From murderous crows spanning wings and talons

flocked from nests once high now low

The red queen saw heart and soul scatter to the forest floor

Picking up the pieces of her past her blood began to boil

Twisted into a human pretzel, her hips on fire, she bled cutting

Through thick and thin she cursed the night where once was blessed and sweet

Turned metal twisted and her body into a wounded mass

A hearth once warm and safe

She found herself now a broken woman, mere mortal in her fate,

Face to face with her anger over it all

Afterall, it was she who was in the driver’s seat.

Mama Wasp

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The memory of wasps is considerable

Think of the way
just days ago as
combed tight content hexagons
were forcefully swept
from the upper corner of the portal
Wing dander, barely opaque veins dismissed
with bits of yesterday’s news and strips of old receipts

their thermal paper blackened by the heat
flew zigzagging into streaming sun rays like violent ticker tape strewn

Prying away dried cases
straight away swiftly by whisk and tippy- toe reach
one dusk the papery hive fallen from its grace
leaving but a few white eggs scattered on the deck
like soft tombstones

Now
on this succulent sunny bright morning
she returns to the abandoned hive
to the pile of bramble cut and fit to be tied
a mother wasp rises up from the shattered shell
and goes for her eyes directly