There is a bug
crawling on my screen…
not even a millimeter long.
Just think about this little
spark of life with all those
desires for food and safety
and sex… It has six tiny legs,
and knees, and ankles,
little bitty eyes, it’s all there!
When I put the tip of my finger
in its way, it flies in terror to
ponder this new Existential Crisis.
That teeny bug has been noticed by a man with imagination and humanity – what a delightful display of both, sir!
Em,
Hey you!!!
Aw, thank you… now my day is made!!! This is such an easy thing, weird how it got so tangled…. Would go back to WC if they fixed it… how about you?
Vol (My smile has got my face hurting)
Vol
Well, I never went into that deep a thought about an insect that small. Very cool that you made me think about it.
Well, Fia, I think beauty is everywhere great and small… We just don’t take the time to notice…
Vol
Takes a gentle mind to notice what so many ignore or don’t even notice. Charming words, sir Vol.
Hello, Vol – So good to see you, thought you’d gone walk-about. No way of contacting you other than here and our time just don’t coincide, sadly. Feel free to say hi or something when you can, sir. Take care.
Hey!!! Nope I’m here for good… been trying to touch bases on ever site we are on…
Lol, dear Vol, you and I must be on the same wavelength these days. Just the other day, I watched as an ant crawled on the ledge of my window sill. My impulse was to obliterate him, but then… I started writing a poem about him and his followers. Not to spoil it here, though. I will post it in due time. Meanwhile, I must say, I love seeing this compassionate man inside the poet. You could have squashed him, but decided to allow his itty bitty life to have purpose. My hero!!