They're flying around now
and I'm on 2% so
I need to write this one fast-
Maybe, these lovebugs
are what's spreading this, along with
the quickening of the heart inside
with the warmth
And maybe if I catch enough lovebugs
I won't have to love you anymore.
Or maybe, just maybe,
if you catch a lovebug,
you'll love me, and I can keep loving you,
just like I always have.

Selective mates.
Bugs' unconcern manifests;
Eagles dwindle, die.

It is love bug season again in Florida,
where they flock to the windshields
of the world to die by the dozens.
I wince at each small pop,
cringe at the light going out
as life comes and goes
so quickly, again again again...

Love like life is fickle,
love like life is cold--
even here in warm Florida summers--
Even here, where the bugs flock
at ninety miles an hour
down this dark stretch of I-75.
Coming to love, coming to live,
sweeping out into the street,
pop, pop, pop.
wrong place, wrong time.
again again again...

Snowing
                leaves in May
    astray,
the leaves
               in the breeze
                                    weave;
blowing the dead
               of winter away.
    The pine-needles,
              boughs, in precess
precede, indeed the Dance in May.

Lovebugs
            lead the Bur ****
- in trance-
            squalls
from mockingbirds enhance
      the sweet Ballet of May.

Butterflies
            pass the Alms Tray
in hands
             of  ants and flies and sand-
to the congregation of
              honey bees
   and hummingbirds
              who await-
the Yellow Rose's bouquet.

Miracles are answered prayers. Work hard. Love hard. Stay prayed up.
Relax, be good to yourself and enjoy your day lovebugs .
I, so admire y’all !!! Be great y’all! ❤️