beautiful bugs and tea

icarus

pogomcl — Mon, 26 Nov 2007 07:43:59 +0000

Wise words he gravely said,

“Now, remember my son,

don’t get close to the sun

because you’ll get fried.”

emeralds

pogomcl — Sat, 24 Nov 2007 21:38:55 +0000

small but beautiful

gems escape our sight

security

pogomcl — Mon, 19 Nov 2007 08:06:07 +0000

retreat to internal security

but cling to the external fine things

the end

pogomcl — Thu, 15 Nov 2007 12:57:14 +0000

when you come to the end of the lupine,

try to fly.

Don’t crawl back down to the ground.

Map

pogomcl — Sat, 03 Nov 2007 04:50:36 +0000

Map/ araschnia levana

Lost, we seek a map

to our existence;

meaning to our meaningless lives

fragile wings

battered in life’s transience

buffeted by stormy winds.

golden fritillary day

pogomcl — Sat, 27 Oct 2007 22:05:32 +0000

dark green fritillary

today is like no other

because it is

a golden fritillary day

suspension

pogomcl — Fri, 26 Oct 2007 04:20:26 +0000

time hangs heavy on us

weighed down by hardships

and frustration

with efforts in suspension
buffeted by time.

survival

pogomcl — Wed, 24 Oct 2007 00:38:31 +0000

cling

to the stalk of life

even with half a wing

Irritation

pogomcl — Sun, 21 Oct 2007 22:46:01 +0000

Irritation may be my name

but inspiration is my game.

When you’re furious with my interminable buzzing

that’s when you’ll become enlightened.

dreams

pogomcl — Sun, 21 Oct 2007 04:55:01 +0000

dreams

ethereal damselfly wings

torn by life bitter winds