Almost Time

Autumnal equinox


No one answered

It was too early

Vernal equinox was

A bit hard of hearing

Not willing to give up

The mantle of summer, spring

Till day, night balance restored

Placated, not subjugated

She left, while another stayed




Big, Bad, Bugs

Deep Southern

Monsters crept

Palmetto bugs


Gigantic roaches

Large stink bugs

With airfoils on

Their, back legs

Flew further, to be

Even more annoying

Fire ants in giant

Ant hills, bit with

Ferociousness of

The devil himself

Never ever went away

The topper of them all

Was the mole cricket

Weird, burrowing insect

With mole-like front end

Cricket-like back end

A face, not even

A mother could love