Carpe Diem Ghost Writer #23, “Honor the Little Creatures”
write a haibun in which you honor those little creatures. 

for your fleas too,
the night must be long,
it must be lonely

(Kobayashi Issa)

With sense of determination, the ants carry crumbs
of food, slowly making their way to the top
of a hill, where some will nest in the fold
of leaves. Their colonies thrive on hard
work, and ancient knowledge of farming.
Tiny, but tenacious, they continue along,
hoping not to be crushed.

Muscular ants
Carry fifty times their weight
We see tiny pests

(Sara McNulty)

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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2 Responses to Ants

  1. Really like this. 🙂 So true — it’s a lot our perspective.

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  2. hard working ants
    build their own holy temple
    to worship their queen

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