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Japanese hornets

Japanese hornets

Aluminium cansย 
Squashed neatly
In the recycling binย 
ย 

Reminiscent ofย 
Japanese hornetsย 
Rapping their heads
On the honeycombย 

They rap so loud....

I can't stand the din!

Vicious and ravenousย 
A foreign body gestatesย 
From within....

This bloodline is cursed
Doomed like the Russian submarine
The Kursk

Pressure building steadilyย 
No cure or rememedyย 
Imploding gently...

Giving up like a buttercupย 
To the harsh frost of springย 

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Syd

Thank you so much Poetess.

I haven't been around much lately...been sticking my head in the hornets nest.

Hope you're keeping wellย  - Syd xoย 

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Syd

Thanks Nigel

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author
Being Me

Very interesting writing. Although not mentioned, I feel strong Covid 19 parallels in this x

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al Bikaadi

Yes I picked up on that too, and I think "cans crushed neeatly" is a perfect description for isolation. A timely write.ย 

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Syd

Hi Christina and Al, yes there is definitely a Covid 19 theme in there. Cans crushed neatly is also an unintended metaphor for isolation. I hadn't given that much thought, thanks for pointing that out.

Stay safeย  - Sydย 

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Pratibha Savani

Great short piece and resonates the situation the world is dealing with today.

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Syd

Thank you Pratibha, I'm glad you enjoyed the poem.

Take careย  - Sydย 

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