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| Image from Giffy Giffington |
We thought nothing of the Admiral
As it flitted here and yon.
Multiple sightings were
Uncommon to none.
I watched it sipping nectar
From my creeping charlie grass.
And noted that no neighbors
Cheered them on as I did. Alas
Why is the Admiral here
I wondered as I drank in the view.
Why are there so many now
And before there were so few?
One friend said ‘Climate Change’
In a doleful tone.
“The migration is off,
They are confused
And arrived here
All too soon.”
I wonder though
If there is not some greater plan at work?
I have no doubt it’s Climate trouble,
From that I will not shirk.
The Admiral – a remarkable flyer
She very well may be
But I suspect she is also a harbinger
of the all new and glorious
Insect Empire.
(Written while observing the premature migration of Admiral butterflies through Northern Illinois
in March 2012 due to the unusual summer-like heat wave that spring.)
~ Monica N. Jenkins
© Copyright 2012. All Rights Reserved.
2 comments:
As for me, I'm changing my name to Gregor Samsa.
I read recently that Kafka was very disappointed that his sense of humor was missed by most who read his work ... will need to re-read his work again with that in mind, Gregor.
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