She flew in from the Countryside,
She flew in through my front door,
She whizzed around my kitchen,
She skimmed across my floor.
She totally took over,
As if she knew the place,
Speed seemed to be of the essence,
To make this room her base.
I felt completely gob-smacked,
She took me by surprise,
This ladybird, there on my plant,
Scoffed my aphids as a prize.
A small and harmless insect,
With a penchant for a 'grand tour',
If she ever calls on me again,
She'll be welcome, that's for sure!
© Ernestine Northover
Nature seems to have made us contented neighbours on this page, Ernestine!
I love the cadence of the first stanaza and its syntax. I thought at first it was some rival invading your little private kingdom despite the word 'flew' when to my surprise the visitor was a ladybird. This made the visitor more than welcome as the poem progressed. A wonderful technique.
Spring is in the air, and a ladybug went in my ear. I was a bit surprised to say the least... chuck
Your poem is such a welcome and uplifting addition to my day... Thank you Ernestine.
Completely delightful, Ernestine! You make the everyday special. Love it! Love and prayers, Esther
A mysterious and worrying opening leading to a light and jolly denouement. Sweet little number, Ernestine.
This is a very sweet and earthy poem, connected to life, connected to the unexpected gifts each moment can bring if we only pay attention. Hugh
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Another wellcomed guest, let in through your door of kindness and great words.Love Duncan