ladybug on my bed,
her body orange black polka dots,
her white eyes watching me.
ladybug where did you come from,
it's wintertime outside,
four nights in a row you're on my bed.
first night, you crawled on my forehead
second night, you crawled on my hairline
third night you bit me, I find you on my bed
fourth night i saw crawling on my bed,
finally I see you, out the door you go.
Comments
Hello Barbara! It is a
Hello Barbara! It is a pleasure to read your lines again.
thank you for sharing your interesting poem, it reminded me some of Basho poems.
Remember his poem from Narrow Road to the Interior?
Eaten alive by
lice and fleas-- now the horse
beside my pillow pees
i used Sam Hamill translation
thanks IRiz
glad you like it. that is a lovely poem
Good one Barbara...good to
Good one Barbara...good to see you posting your unique poems again...
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thanks raj
I got my first macbook . i'm still learning to use. I've always bought Windows laptop. life is getting better and I'm getting back to unique self. glad you like it
hi mark
thanks for reading
Hi Barb
It's often these tiny things in life that make for the best poetry. You are lucky that your visitor is ladybugs. For some reason all I get are stink bugs lol
lol
thanks for reading glad you enjoyed it