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On The Death Of A Damselfly
by Richard DavisHis cobalt blue body is stunned
and hurt by the hand
and anger of a man
annoyed by him
who said, "I don't
like bugs."
I take pity
on this poor
dying wisp
of a creature
whose life
is so brief,
who has done
no harm.
I lift his light still
body and gently lay
him down in a soft
bed of wild violets,
a final resting place
for this delicate creature
who deserved
a better fate
than to die
from blind hate. 08/06/2011 Posted on 08/06/2011
Copyright © 2024 Richard Davis
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 08/06/11 at 07:19 PM Oh. What a fate! Did he not know what a GIFT a visiting dragonfly is? I felt the shock of the sudden, violent loss in this poem. |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 08/06/11 at 11:30 PM ...mmmhuh, well done, well done. as loretta lynn would say, "you done him proud!" |
| Posted by Mo Couts on 08/08/11 at 03:10 PM Wow...dragonflies are amazing creatures and I delight @ seeing them...pity the poor soul who didn't get the memo about not denying our gifts, and bless you, who wrote such a beautiful poem about a sad, sad loss. |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 08/09/11 at 12:46 AM They are so beautiful and ephemeral as it is - sad to think like that. |
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