Sometimes I just can’t help myself. It’s the twelfth day of the Poem a Day Challenge, and I’m getting goofy. Here’s today’s true story.
Duel on the Grass
Annie ate the bumblebee,
batted it around for a while
as I screamed at her “No!
Let the bumblebee go.”
She shot me a doggy-faced smile.
She pounced on the bee,
flipped it into the air.
I bribed her with treats
and pieces of meat.
Suddenly the bee wasn’t there,
just a bit of black fur,
a sliver of wing.
“Oh God, did you eat it?”
“I plum massacre-ed it.
The tastiest part was the sting.
Author: Sue Fagalde Lick
writer/musician
California native, Oregon resident
Author of Freelancing for Newspapers, Shoes Full of Sand, Azorean Dreams, Stories Grandma Never Told, Childless by Marriage, Now Way Out of This: Loving a Partner with Alzheimer's, and the Up Beaver Creek novel series. Most recently, I have published three poetry chapbooks, Gravel Road Ahead, The Widow at the Piano: Confessions of a Distracted Catholic, and Blue Chip Stamp Guitar, plus a full-length collection Dining Al Fresco with My Dog. I have published hundreds of articles, plus essays, fiction and poetry. I'm also pretty good at singing and playing guitar and piano.
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