Treasure Island

Sandi J Holland


A Wasp Drinking Water


A wasp drinking water.
I could not believe,
That something so ugly
Could have such a need.

He parked on the rim
Of the birdbath that day,
And started to drink
Without looking my way.

I stopped in my motion,
And standing stock-still,
I looked at him drinking
And drinking his fill.

He finished his feeding
And flew fast away,
And never acknowledged
My presence that day.

The wasp showed me something
To ponder, I think.
That it has a beauty
In needing to drink.

Submitted: Saturday, June 29, 2013
Edited: Thursday, July 25, 2013

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

I just didn't want to get stung. In being careful, I was able to observe something beautiful. Whew! I was so glad that he ignored me, and did not deem me worthy of attention!

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  • Sj Holland (7/20/2013 5:46:00 PM)

    Thanks, Patricia. I don't like them at all and try to leave quickly when they come around, lol. (Report) Reply

  • Patricia Grantham (7/20/2013 4:34:00 PM)

    Very good Sandi. Every living thing need water to survive. I imagine
    that we are so afraid of wasps and their sting we don't acknowledge
    the fact that they too play an important part on earth. I need to read more
    about the wasp. Good write. (Report) Reply

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