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Hidden Lives of Ladybugs
by D. Xavier Bari"They bite, you know."
-- countless wounded
Drawn to her absolutely,
an adoring child
protectively doting
over a Mid-Summer's
flame-red ladybug.
Charmingly alluring,
with mysterious grace,
she weaved quickly
an intricate pattern
that tickled my fingertips.
I did not understand
what moved her to action,
the heartsoul hidden away
underneath her glossy sheen,
but still I was captivated.
Hopelessly enamored
with her intoxicating dance
I would possess this beauty,
make her my own to admire,
without asking why.
A selfish droog, I caught her,
set her in a glass jar
where she died
silently but surely
right before my eyes. 05/23/2002 Posted on 05/23/2002
Copyright © 2025 D. Xavier Bari
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 04/08/04 at 06:05 AM Oh, this very nearly breaks my heart from the truth of death in a jar..admired, coveted, protected, adored, bragged about...but dead all the same in the end. |
| Posted by Bethany Lee on 01/08/06 at 07:07 PM I love ladybugs, thankyou for giving them a place in poetry... |
| Posted by Linda Fuller on 06/26/10 at 11:53 PM oh, me bad little droogie...love this poem, congratulations on POTD |
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