Today I have three short poems for you. I wrote one back in March, and the other two, this week.
I’m reading in bed
in the early hours of the morning
because I can’t sleep,
and suddenly a mosquito appears.
I kill it with my thumb
against the background of
the article about the breakdown of the healthcare system in Italy,
so that its body,
filled with blood already drained from me,
is smooshed on my phone screen.
Seems appropriate.
Birds on wet branches -
Dislodged by palmchats' breakfast,
Last night's raindrop falls.
Bougainvillea:
fruit-punch colors, spiky thorns,
Haitian October.
19 comments:
Thanks to your short, I've seen and learned about a flower from Haiti I wasn't familiar with. So lovely, Ruth.
An eclectic mix, Ruth. Thanks for sharing - and for the glimpse of bouganvillea which has always been a favourite of mine.
Ha! I do have to laugh at the mosquito story. It reminds me of when I'm in bed, reading peacefully & then see a spider on the ceiling, wonder if I should deal or turn off the light? I enjoyed the others, too, Ruth, that bright take on autumn, like ours, right? Happy Weekend!
Hi Ruth, It's so like you to take what for me is toss-and-turn time and create a poem from it - a potent mosquito poem! Good weekend wishes, hoping you see lots of that fruit punch flower - love the description.
Ruth, I enjoyed your mosquito poem story on a sleepless night. I've had many of nights like that but without the bug. I do like your Haitian October poem and photo. Would you be interested in offering it for my AbundantAutumn Gallery.
Each so different, yet all so good, Ruth. My favorite is "Birds on wet branches".
Ruth, your first poem seemed so evocative of this pandemic, a pandemic moment if you will. I learned from your post about the Palmchat, supplemented by a search on Google, that it is the national bird of the Dominican Republic! Thank you for sharing. your interesting and lovely poems.
Thanks for sharing these -- each was a delight to read. Love the fruit punch bougainvillea and lovely image of those birds in the second.
These are great--such an interesting mix! I'm especially drawn to that falling raindrop.
Ruth, I am kind of in love with this variety of fruit-punch. Thank you! xo
Ruth, I found your poems most engaging. You so eloquently captured small moments in time and observations using words like an artist uses paint to create a scene.
Ah, poetry to live by ie real, and the Haitian fall with Bougainvillea....lovely.....I hope that we can all find some joy in nature and living for as long as we need to.
Janet Clare F.
These are wonderful, Ruth. I love short poems. That final one speaks to me right now. The beauty of the blossoms/the pain of the thorns. Perfect metaphor for life. Thanks!
Little bites, little bites...how much is packed lightly into that first one!
Love the variety! I'm with LPS on the last one -- the contrasts really speak to me right now.
Oh, that mosquito! I, too, love the contrast of the fruit punch colors and the spiky thorns. Thanks for these, Ruth.
What a colorful Haitian October those bougainvillea offer, and I had to smile at your mosquito encounter, thanks Ruth.
All of these are a delight, Ruth. I can relate to the mosquito poem. They don't have screens on the windows here in Switzerland. They have the mistaken belief that they don't have insects...they do. A. Lot. Of. Mosquitoes. :)
I can picture your bougainvillea poem, Ruth. I'm laughing about your smooshed mosquito because I killed one that was buzzing in our bedroom last week!
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