Illustrious, industrious bug –
‘Mr. W’,
obscure pupal foe of wood,
your signature damns you;
literacy condemns your wormy way.
In getting under her skin,
your art, a permanent addition
to Nature’s Driftwood collection,
becomes proof positive
of your
unfettered appetite.
*
This ‘writing’ is in truth a wormy guest beneath the living tree’s skin. Don’t you think it looks like ‘Mr. W’?
Meanwhile, Melody Muses... 
haha. Mr. W has indeed put his signature on that driftwood, owning it until some dog steals it with his piss. 😉 Good poem. I like the quirkiness of it.
Thanks! A little imagination goes a long way, right? 🙂
knotty weathered wood
wrapped in seaweed
tsunami’s aftermath
~~ I understand that the people on the west coast have to watch out for driftwood that might contain invasive species. Although I suspect your Mr. W is a US native after all. Lovely.
Lovely poem! (And this Mr. W. is definitely a Canadian, eh?) 🙂
I’m glad you added the italicized note, Melody–I was going in a totally wrong direction! And yes, it absolutely looks like a signature: “Mr W”! God bless you Big today–love, sis Caddo
Curious – what direction were you going?
I was thinking maybe it was a rant against people who carve on logs–like maybe that’s not respectful, or ecological, or something. Making a note not to do it, you know? (I’m very rule-conscientious!)
🙂 Nope! It’s fun to hear what is in someone’s mind as they read – you never know what interpretation their own life will shade it with, you know? Btw, I’m also a recovering rule-aholic! 🙂
Oh wow, I’m stickin’ with you–you’re an ex-fretter, and now an ex-rule-aholic–any other bad health habits you’ve put to rest? Maybe you need to write a book about that, or a post, or poem. See–I can find all kinds of projects for you (like you have free time)! On a slightly more serious note, I’m curious whether you teach any “simple” poetry to your classes of young ones? Reading, or writing.
This year I’m not teaching reading or writing – and to be honest I only started writing poetry a few months ago, so no – I haven’t. Thanks for the bug in my ear – I’ll have to see where I can fit it in! 🙂
Seriously?? You only became a poet a few months ago?? That is like UNBELIEVABLE!! Whoa–a prodigy, or somethin’, no? I was already amazed at your work–now I’m (almost) dumbstruck, and falling on the floor in a faint. Well, if you’re not teaching reading and writing, I guess it won’t fit in–but truly, you should consider accepting a “divine mission” to teach “just a little” poetry to young folks. It enriches their lives, and may prime the pump for future greats, like us (ha ha, laughs modestly).
Yep – only started in May. I’ve written songs, which are glorified poetry, I guess. And the required Remembrance Day pieces for school back in the day. I’m thinking that it was in there and only needed to be broken out… I am just finding my ‘voice’ and it is EXHILERATING!
Yes! And I rejoice for, and with you!!! Songs? Wonderful–so are you musically gifted, as well? I’m thinking I may need to borrow that thought–your poems being inside and “only needed to be broken out”…
It is a nice thought, isn’t it?