Unarmed Neutrality

I watch the war through my window,
impenetrable glass, and exo-hearted,
constructed when the insects started.
Don’t know how the combat ends, though.

I’ve become methodic and bionic
watching flies, the little black spies,
murmuring over and over their prizes,
stolen passwords by enemies atomic.

Bees keep watch, pausing past pane,
sentinels of the Nectar Brigade,
as red ants scale my window shade,
guardians of the Wholesome Grain.

They fight for food and passions dear,
the crickets charge the butterflies,
the flying wasps hold sabres high,
scream, “Sting or die” to preserve.

My backyard is their front line,
so I never one antenna favor,
dragonfly or beatle anger,
for fear their forces will combine
and insurrect all that’s mine.


NaPoWrMo Day 29. Today’s task on napowrimo.net was to write “in the window.” Imagine a window looking into a place or onto a particular scene. I’ve taken my own spin on this by crafting some speculative verse. I hope you enjoy.

Artwork “Insects At War” by  ITI Ion Vincent Danu

12 Comments

  1. johnlmalone

    vivid and frightening; I too remember a film about insects taking over the world — I just thought of it then — ‘The Hellstrom Chronicles’ from 1971: so mesmerising I viewrd it multiple times, part doco, part sci-fi, part horror —

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  2. Carolyn Crossley VixenOfVerse

    This is a brilliant poem, it made me think of swarms of locusts from the Bible and something they called “June Beetles” from rural Cambridgeshire when I lived there. They swarmed around trees for the night making a clicking sound. If they got into your house, usually via the chimney as you kept all your doors and windows closed against them; they were more like flying cockroaches. Urgh! They died off after the end of June. 🙄

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    1. K.Hartless

      That does sound plash, Carolyn. I think I’ve always imagined insects taking over. There’s just so many of them in comparison to us. Thank you for sharing this. I bet the clicking sound was enough to drive you mad if they got inside.

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