Lorraine Margueritte Gasrel Black

Gold Star - 17,743 Points (July 12,1952 / New York City)

The Bugs Of Nature's Economic Picture - Poem by Lorraine Margueritte Gasrel Black

The spider spins its web and waits to ensnare prey
then carefully wraps it up to save for another day
to feed its progeny.They also kill their mates.
If you break a sector of the web the whole thing shakes
but the spider can restore its web to its splendid glory
as long as it's alive and capable of doing so.
Should the spider get killed
another will take its place
in the scheme of Nature's design.

Worker bees buzz around and around
working very hard.
Their Queen of the hexagon chambered honey comb
-the lady of the house in her hive-
wears her crown and can be very large.
She gives birth to many drones,
generations who work hard.
Should the bees be disturbed
in anger they pursue any invaders
who tries to steal their hard earned nectar,
the prized honey in the hive.
They attack, defend to the end,
protect and rebuild, too.
Nature's pollinators have an important job to do.

The industrious ant works nonstop
worn down to their ecto-skeleton.
A close knit self sufficient bunch,
their society is based on what prey
and crumbs they find on the ground
and how they preserve
and hoard it for a rainy day.
Nature's ordered colony survives in co -operation.

The song of the cricket -Nature's weather bug
and the beauty of the butterfly
rising to meet the flower blooming in the sunshine
soothes all in reality
and, then raises the level of conscienceness from
the mundane and life's harshness
to the remarkable -for truth is found in beauty
and can stand on its own-
but does it shelter from the rain? -
O yes entertainment is important
but what's there to gain? The answer is in
the soothing of the aesthetic soul which
lifts spirits and shelters from the pain
in Nature's song of beauty.

Ah! ! ! How the lowly dung beetle -garbage collector
and funeral director -toils and serves
Nature's economic domain! ! ! ! !
Somebody- the fly's little under taker- maggots-
has to clean up the decaying, cluttering mess
before life begins again.

And those pesky critic gnats biting
drawing blood
with their bretheren,
sucking dry life from the living
dispiriting and infectious
so that ticks, fleas, and mosquitoes
and leeches can continue to
feed on the host without giving in return! ! ! ! !
And yet they are not the dregs of Nature's society
and in their turn are fodder for bats
and birds and aquatic creatures.

Nature's lesson on economy has much to teach
to us in order to gain insight on its intricacies.
Nature is an awesome teacher
and never fails to inspire
Nature is true to itself creating
every lifeform equally
from conception to death
showing no sentiment or favoritism.
Nature's spirit breathes in the
elements of earth, fire, water and air.
Upon the touch of Nature's personal design
in the natural order of life
the gentle or violent forces control
all in its path that are connected
with the magical invisible web.
Nature doesn't criticise
Nature doesn't judge.
Nature assigns each species a niche
Each aspect is important to the whole picture
and each aspect is affected by the strain of abuse
and final destruction,
only to metamorphis and evolve again
As Nature's victory.

Comments about The Bugs Of Nature's Economic Picture by Lorraine Margueritte Gasrel Black

  • Bri Edwards (5/12/2017 2:52:00 PM)

    They also kill their mates...........from what i've read, this is sometimes true, but not necessarily universally true in the spider world. and i think it is not always females 'eating' males, as in the human species. hee-hee

    who tries to steal their hard earned nectar, ...............may i suggest try? there, i DID!

    favorite lines so far:

    The song of the cricket -Nature's weather bug
    and the beauty of the butterfly
    rising to meet the flower blooming in the sunshine
    soothes all in reality

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    in 4th stanza, try:

    Showing results for define consciousness
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    ˈkän(t) SHəsnəs/
    noun: consciousness

    the state of being awake and aware of one's surroundings.
    she failed to regain consciousness and died two days later
    the awareness or perception of something by a person.
    plural noun: consciousnesses
    her acute consciousness of Mike's presence
    the fact of awareness by the mind of itself and the world.
    consciousness emerges from the operations of the...
    what truth, i wonder, is found in beauty. can truth also be found in non-beauty? ? i think so.

    some nice alliterative lines:

    the soothing of the aesthetic soul which
    lifts spirits and shelters from the pain
    in Nature's song of beauty.

    under taker- maggots............maybe undertaker- maggot

    i've heard of gnats, but not critic gnats. do they work for the entertainment page of a newspaper?

    so that ticks, fleas, and mosquitoes
    and leeches can continue to
    feed on the host without giving in return! ! ! ! ! ...........i thought some mosquitoes 'give' malaria and some ticks 'give' Lyme Disease. yikes!


    only to metamorphis and evolve again


    Webster's 1913 Dictionary

    v. t. 1. To metamorphose***.

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    ˌmedəˈmôrˌfōz, ˌmedəˈmôrˌfōs/
    verb: metamorphose; 3rd person present: metamorphoses; past tense: metamorphosed; past participle: metamorphosed; gerund or present participle: metamorphosing

    (of an insect or amphibian) undergo metamorphosis, especially into the adult form.
    feed the larvae to your fish before they metamorphose into adults
    change or cause to change completely in form or nature.
    a father seeing his daughter metamorphosing from girl into woman
    subject (rock) to metamorphism.
    a metamorphosed sandstone

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    other than my little 'suggestions', above, I 'LOVE' THE POEM, as i 'love Nature'.

    to MyPoemList.

    i did not go back to proofread, as i am in a hurry!
    a very nice poem.

    bri :)
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  • Francis Lynch (2/12/2014 7:22:00 AM)

    Reads more like prose than poetry. Imagery isn't the sole domain of poetry. (Report) Reply

  • (11/22/2013 10:51:00 AM)

    Any creative work should be as big or as small as is necessary to complete the work to its fullest potential.The only time editing is needed is if the work is redundant and repetitive.The last verse sums up my views of Nature's lessons.There is no morality guiding Nature's species except for humans who establish a code of right from wrong behavior..Our intellects set us above all residents of the natural world and those species live by instinct not social rules. (Report) Reply

  • (2/12/2013 11:24:00 AM)

    A good poem, I like it a lot, it does need a edit, and the message in the last verse overstates; let the first verses
    as a description speak for themselves, edit out the heavy handed morality!
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  • (2/12/2013 7:59:00 AM)

    the spiders, the bees, the crickets, the ants, the maggots and a few other animals are taken as the examples to teach economy...but our economy only booms and collapses to trouble our own species! Nice poem! (Report) Reply

  • (2/12/2013 7:29:00 AM)

    I loved the concept, but honestly I lost the fire some where. The eruption of green or barren grey or nature, its blood and its harmony and at the same time it's acute economy was not captured in the flow of the poem. However I was amazed by the concept. Truly a remarkable initiative. (Report) Reply

  • (2/12/2013 4:37:00 AM)

    it's too long i got lost in process (Report) Reply

  • Ethan Aparicio (2014) (11/5/2008 1:16:00 PM)

    This one is unique. I really enjoyed reading this. (Report) Reply

  • (10/30/2008 5:20:00 AM)

    sorry i couldn't read your letter as i was ill. i like this nice work. very informative and original. konstantin (Report) Reply

  • (10/28/2008 6:11:00 PM)

    I just did a little more work on this particular poem.Apparantly I had more ideas to add to it and some corrections to make-well nobody's perfect and we can always learn something new..Hopefully it won't sound like a boring science report.I think I should stick to traditional styles of poetry.The elements and composition of freeform are still a mystery to me. (Report) Reply

  • (10/27/2008 9:56:00 AM)

    we could all use nature as a teacher (Report) Reply

  • (10/26/2008 11:33:00 AM)

    Thanks Jonathan,
    There is an article about the drone bee on Wikipedia.
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  • (10/26/2008 10:51:00 AM)

    She gives birth to many drones,
    perhaps should read
    She gives birth to many workers,
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  • (10/25/2008 6:27:00 PM)

    This might definately get into the school Anthologies for colleges, and universities studying on modern poems. The intricate design and texture of the poem can really be felt. This description of society is a very harsh fact of life. Usurp to the ranks by any means necessary. But sometimes, you have to sacrifice your most treasured possessions in order to do the right thing. If you want to have the better of life, you have to be willing to make choices, even the bad choices. Life is a strange thing and so is money. This poem has inspired me very much and I might be writing a new one very soon. I'll inform you when I do. And I'm giving you a 10 outa 10 for this one: -)

    Regards from me!
    And take care
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  • (10/24/2008 6:16:00 PM)

    This is a very brilliant poem. Very well written. I think all school children should have to study this one. (Report) Reply

  • (10/24/2008 2:16:00 PM)

    You write very well Lorraine. The images you have painted here with natures blanket of grass, trees and seas, is truly a masterpiece. We should all take a lesson from Mother Nature, because like this free verse poem says; each has its place in the scheme of things and each does its share to keep the eco-system going. You get a 10 for this Lorraine because not only does this poem show us how Mother Nature survives, but it also shows us the responsibilities of each species. The only species on earth that does not take care of its responsibilities is the homo sapien. The homo sapien has polluted the air, the waters, and the ground, has a hate filled mentality, and strives only for itself never caring about itself or other homo sapiens. It is very sad that the human race refuses to take lessons from Mother Nature. Thank you for sharing.

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  • (10/24/2008 1:42:00 PM)

    nature the ultimate teacher, each creature has a place in the scheme of things, and needs to be revered. very thought provoking and introspective.10. Lorraine, i will come back to read more as i noticed you write in different structural forms. thanks for sharing.10 (Report) Reply

  • Edgar Andrade Baguio (10/24/2008 8:51:00 AM)

    Wow! The metaphors are creeping inside my head now and the vivid descriptions of those parasites. Like the 'Parasites' of today.

    I thought I was watching a Nature & Science feature of another Discovery channel episode.
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  • (10/24/2008 7:10:00 AM)

    Much thought was put into this write. We could ponder many fine points and find wisdom in God's nature all around us. We are all a part of whole, each playing a small important role in God's creation. Awesome...a ten from me! (Report) Reply

  • (10/24/2008 3:42:00 AM)

    it was breatless reading through this poem of yours...very instructive as to how much we humans have to learn from the rest of creation. thnq, for sharing such wonderful thought. cheer (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, October 22, 2008

Poem Edited: Friday, February 3, 2012

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