I fought the fire ants for dominance of my flowerbed.
An overwhelming feeling of disgust sprouted for this horde
while they scurried for their pitiful lives.
Doing what they do, scampering to get the job done.
I pushed the button as the particles soaked
through the worker’s armor and ate their life.
I fell back on my heels realizing how easy and sick it is to have
such control over something smaller than you.
Then a sicker moment arrived when I realized,
I asked my friend from Thailand to spray some yellow jackets that were stinging me when I mowed over their burrows, He said, "I'm Buddhist and don't kill." Later, I saw him gently brush non-biting ants off his kitchen table attracted to spilled sugar in Bangkok.
My helper from Vietnam likes boiling water for fire ants and roaches--I prefer Amdro, and ant and roach traps. A monthly flea pill treat saved Jazz's life.
well I never fought them, i just got defeated by them and they gained my lifelong respect,for little suckers they sure do carry some serious knock-down punch[bite] I never found diamonds on that blazing hot day,on that Ark.diamond field just the Fire Ants...
so..you poem made me tremble,at the very notion of doin gbattle with the red army...you aRE A BRAVE Lady,indeed...and i share your seniments we are tiny,even the most precieved powerful...now i'll retreat...
Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)
Reviewed on May 22, 2011
Don't really like too many insects....but I understand sometimes ya got do what ya got to do sweet lady...enjoyed..thank you so much for lovely comment on my poem...sighhh..glad you liked it.... stay safe and well..Hugsss
Cheers,
Dan
My helper from Vietnam likes boiling water for fire ants and roaches--I prefer Amdro, and ant and roach traps. A monthly flea pill treat saved Jazz's life.
Ron
so..you poem made me tremble,at the very notion of doin gbattle with the red army...you aRE A BRAVE Lady,indeed...and i share your seniments we are tiny,even the most precieved powerful...now i'll retreat...