Invaded by Ants

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    Invaded by Ants
    Stumbling, slipping, staggering
    A pilgrimage through the yellow forest
    leading out to the icy sea.

    Stumbling, slipping, staggering
    Across the bumpy ways and grooves
    Passing through yet another forest
    This one of green.
    Leading again to the mottled sea.

    Stumbling, slipping , staggering.
    Mopped up by a fearsome phobic queen
    Wearing pink tissue shrouds, thrown into the whirlpool
    Never to be seen again.

    November 11, 1993

    (note: the forests refer the the shag carpeting in my old apartment - the sea is the linoleum floor)

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    mdavidson commented on Invaded by Ants

    12-07-2008

    well written - real life is more fun when translated into poetry
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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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