Intruder

a very scary poem...wink...

I see you on the window sill;
Your slender body veils the pain,
Your stinging secret deep inside.
Your wings flap once in dark disdain.

 

The danger spurs me to my feet;
My eyes are searching for my arms:
A tennis shoe? Insecticide?
An empty box of Lucky Charms?

 

Then suddenly you’re in the air!
Adrenaline prepares for doom.
The boldness of the moment gone,
I swiftly bolt into my room.

 

I hear you laugh a waspy laugh,
A scornful cackle – pleased, assured.
Behind the wooden door, I cower,
And you, out there, your spoils explored.

 

When, lo, my heroes take the stage –
My cavalry! They have arrived!
My youngest brandishes the shoe;
My oldest grabs insecticide.

But you, you sly, repulsive beast,
Above the kitchen counters flew,
While puzzled, through the room they search
You hold your ground in secret coup.

They call me from my sheltered den.
Oh, could they think their mother lies?
I look the fool! My youngest laughs;
My oldest scoffs and rolls his eyes.

But be not lauding in your score!
Oh, be not boasting vict’ry sweet!
Before he leaves, my oldest son
Sprays all, including your retreat.

An hour passes; still I fear.
No corpse, so you may yet await
An ambush on my tender skin,
A bold attack I’ll see too late.

Another hour, I retire
To restless sleep. But what’s that noise?
Again, I’m spurred to quickly rise.
There in the kitchen are my boys.

 

With widened grins, they downward stare.
I feel release! The battle’s through!

You, stunned by wasp spray, stumbled out

And met defeat ‘neath Andrew’s shoe.

Reviews

[lori c]

this is quirky, funny and a delightful read. tells the story with great imagery and emotion. one of your best.