Nature Poem (Final Version)
by @jeremy-northrop
Late July, and the mosquitoes are out
Blackening the sky with their swarm
15 feet from the campfire
Lurks certain death.
Billy strayed too far
1000 tiny syringes saw their chance
He looked like a strawberry Dalmatian
37 bites, he said
37 small pieces of hell
Late July, and the mosquitoes are out
Billy had learned his lesson
Nothing moves in the blue twilight
Except the mosquitoes
Blackening the sky with their swarm
School days, have to do homework
Alone, not bad,
but Math, English, French together
just like the mosquitoes
Blackening the sky with their swarm