Meditation

.

Snoozing to the buzz

of insects and roar of waves

I, here in the dunes. 

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by Scooj

Sweet death

 

Intoxicated

by your seductive perfume

I’m drawn to my fate.

 

by Scooj

Queens’ flight

 

In their millions

reminiscent of ash spewed

from a volcano.

 

by Scooj

Painted Ladies

 

Hanging out to dry,

ugly guzzling grubbers will

transform and amaze.

 

by Scooj

 

Millipede

 

Not so fast matey

a thousand legs is quite some

overestimate.

 

by Scooj

Wasp nest

 

In loft apartments,

a gift from former tenants;

perfect hexagons

 

by Scooj

Common Blue

 

On Cornish heather,

still only for a moment;

captured in rapture.

 

by Scooj

Queen’s flight

 

Synchronicity;

warm, humid weather triggers

a mass ant ascent.

 

by Scooj

Tales

 

I do believe in

fairies; I have seen many.

They watch over me.

 

by Scooj

Leaf cutter bee

 

Solitary bee

navigating to and fro;

busy nestbuilding.

 

by Scooj