I Saw

Multitudes of people


going on about their business

Not seeing me,

not, seeing.

A familiar foreign land.

I looked up

giant elongated honeycombs dripping with honey

hung inches apart

No one noticed

No one knew

They were pacified with life.

Thousands upon thousands of wicked giant wasps emerged.

Crawling among the combs, gathering, waiting.

As the honey dripped into the lives below

the people gathered it in blinded praise.

They knew not it's source.

Didn't care.

Honey in life was taken for granted.

The wasps smiled as their stingers grew



There was a strange man walking into the city.

I called to him with silent word.

He looked up at the wasp infested buildings

He saw the people, not seeing.

The winged alliance was in formation.

The man rose to the heights of the buildings

gathering the wasp covered combs.

Placing them in my arms,

I began walking them out of the city.

The combs stuck to my arms and hands,

I tried to shake them lose.

Disturbing the wasps.

Their anger grew and they called out for help.

I turned to look back at the city

there I saw the wasp forces attacking the people of the city.

The people could not protect themselves because

their stomachs were full of honey.

I saw the strange man.

On a ladder,

out of harms reach.

He just watched.

He was smiling.

The peoples were screaming.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This was a dream I had two night ago.  It is haunting me today.

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Afzal Shauq's picture

if people dont see you... I saw and chose... it's a good and new way done poem...like it... you are really a good poetess ...believe me... but please add more sweet poems..you will see soon, many poems from my side on sweet eyes... of someone big VVVVVV

Walter Bjorkman's picture


I am back up north - and now that the weather has turned from winter to summer (whatever happened to spring?!), the wasps & hornets are all around me.

Great piece - I haven't been around postpoems much lately, am in a dificult situation, which might provide fodder down the line if I ever get un-sterelized and inspired to write - but just dropped by and read this recent one from an ol' time mutual admirer - must say you got real biting in this one!


Vic Dewing's picture


Please dream some more...I love visiting your site...If only you know how much you inspire people!!!

Keep well

Vicky Dewing