Welcome to my Poetry Friday Halloween party. Here’s the guest of honor and winner of the costume contest. Anyone know who my little beetle is? I found him on a lilac. He was about the length of my thumb nail. I searched, but I didn’t find him in any identification database. I was enchanted by all the things we was not, so I wrote this poem for him:
Beetle Guess
I have six striped legs
and a beetle I may be,
but I am not a jewel,
a false bombardier,
a golden tortoise
a horse-bean longhorn,
a globemallow leaf,
nor a pleasing fungus.
I may have flirted with
a darkling, teased an
assassin, ridden
a devil’s coach horse,
but I’m not ironclad,
death-feigning, clicked,
blistered, net-winged
or any form of weevil.
If you call me an ox or
a coconut rhinoceros, then
we shall not be friends.
I dreamed I was an
Ashy Gray Lady,
but when I woke,
I was not.
When I come back,
I want to be a whirligig
and dance circles on
sunny lake water.
Or perhaps a
fiery skipper
turning circles in
the wind.
Most of all,
I want to know myself.
Copyright 2017 Brenda Davis Harsham
Notes: My beetle may be none of these things, cool as they are, but then — what is he? He looks closest to a tree borer, so chances are he was helping himself to sap. Does anyone know?
And did you know Massachusetts has a shamrock spider? I didn’t.
An alarming new study found that flying insect populations have declined by three-quarters in twenty-five years! Scary numbers. We need to be better stewards of the earth, or we will find ourselves being the pollinators in the fields.
Happy Poetry Friday and Nearly Happy Halloween! If you’ve participated before, you know what to do. If you haven’t, please click the blue box anytime in the next week and add a link to your blog with a post highlighting an original poem, quoting a favorite poem or reviewing poetry. Click here (if the link doesn’t seem to be working, please leave your link in the comments):
Great! I love the combination of photography, poetry, and a riddle! Plus some education!
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Thanks! We aim to please. 🙂
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Your poem is awesome! Handsome chap, your unknown bug is. Seems like I’ve had some odd bugs too this year. You’re inspiring me to go sort through my recent pics!
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I love pairing my photos with poetry.
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Howdee!!! So, a wonderful poem inspired by a very interesting little guy! I looked a bit, however, inasmuch as I don’t hate bugs, they do tend to ruin my appetite. Also, I’m a bit bugged out. We found this massive odd caterpillar in the yard this week, and I had to figure that one. Turns out it’s a Pandora Sphynx Moth caterpillar. Ech, not the prettiest thing in the garden.
Your poem is much, much more lovely! Have a fab Hallow’een! xo
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Very cool! Most moths don’t have the colorful charisma of butterflies. But they are fascinating in the right light. 🙂
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Excellent! 😎😎😎🥀🥀🥀
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Thanks, Dorna!
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Thanks for hosting! I think your bug is dressed up for Halloween in a tutu and striped tights, and that’s why you can’t get an ID!!
I love that you wrote about what the bug was NOT. Way to switch the POV!
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Someone somewhere knows who the little guy is, despite his tights and tutu! 🙂
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Oh, this is a gigantic word feast. Globemallow, bombardier, assassin…I need to come back and copy some down. Thank you for hosting.
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Isn’t it fascinating? The world is a lush place, and so many things have great names.
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“A whirligig!” I love it. This little guy look like our Texas stinkbugs! Thanks for hosting the Poetry Friday eves before Halloween!
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He does look a bit like a stink bug or a shield bug. He’s a mysterious guy.
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Well, I’ve looked about the Interwebs, too and I can’t find anything like this one. Too bad! You have a wonderful ode to this bug! She looks like a flamenco dancer to me…and those red eyes… have fun searching! I did.
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I had fun searching. So many bugs with so many amazing names!
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
WELCOME TO MY POEM, SAID THE SPIDER TO THE FLY? ON THE WORLD-WIDE WEB! 😀
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He has been captured. He’s stuck here now. 🙂
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🙂
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Thanks for hosting! I shared a poem in the Halloween spirit: https://slayground.livejournal.com/860958.html
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Great, thanks. Were you unable to use the InLinkz? Should I connect it for you?
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It looks like it went through! Thanks! 🙂
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Good to know.
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Brenda, thanks for hosting and your poem is so lovely!
I’m in this week with Barbara Crooker. Happy Poetry Friday!
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Thanks, Karen!
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Mark recommends checking here:
https://www.whatsthatbug.com/
Good luck! xx
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Dear Brenda – thanks so much for hosting today! You shine when writing insects… and I keep thinking you and Buffy need to partner up on a buggy book project! I love that whirligig stanza best of all. Thank you! xo
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I’m subbing several buggies PB mss. I seem strangely obsessed with bugs lately. LOL I love what Buffy does, too.
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Howdy, Poetry Friend! Thanks for hosting! I’m charmed by your poem, especially the second stanza with all those fascinating possibilities!
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Aren’t the names fantastic? I loved them, as I read them in the database, and I realized I had found my poem, even if I hadn’t found my friend.
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Thanks for hosting. Brenda! I just love your buggy poem. The listing of all the things he’s not was delightful to read. And I love the ending!
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I’m so glad, Penny! Thanks!
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Oh my heavens–this morning I only have time to read your title and for now THAT IS ENOUGH. Beetle Guess I love it I love it I love it! Thanks for hosting–back I hope to comment widely this weekend (at which I failed last weekend).
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Hi Heidi, I hope to visit everyone later today. I have appointments all morning. Even now, I’m making myself late answering comments. But I expect a lot of fun right before Halloween. 🙂
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What a gorgeous poem! You sure had fun with that. (And I did too. :P) I hope your friends has some questions answered, soon. As to pollinators… an Aussie children’s author friend, Bren MacDibble had her debut trade children’s book published this year; ‘How to Bee’ – where kids are pollinators. Methinks it will be on some awards shortlists… and who knows – maybe winging its way to America/Canada one day. https://www.allenandunwin.com/browse/books/childrens/childrens-fiction/How-to-Bee-Bren-MacDibble-9781760294335
I haven’t got a new post up for this week, but because Sally and I had trouble with the link-up last week, I’ll include my link from that post, and if anyone missed it, they’re welcome to pop across and visit. 🙂
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Thanks, Kat. I did have fun. It’s a strange world we live in, and usually we only notice the smallest portion of it.
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I don’t know who this little bug is but I know he’s less of a monster than the monsters who have destroyed so many of his kith and kin. As for his wish to discover himself, that is also a lot harder to do if a person’s habitat and family roots are missing. As with people, perhaps it is with insects, too. 😉 Happy Halloween. May all your Halloween Monsters be fun and lovable.
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Thanks, and I agree. Here, here! To no more destroying and to fun and lovable monsters!
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Brenda, it is always great fun imagining with you. Whirligig sounds like a fun life to me. Thanks for hosting the Halloween party at PF.
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My pleasure, Carol.
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I love the voice of this gal/guy! A coconut rhinoceros! How much do I love that s/he thought we might make such an error! I sent the pic to my hubby…he may know. Thank you for hosting with such fun and wit! Happy Poetry Friday! xx
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LOL I imagine even the tiniest bugs have their prejudices. 🙂 And the coconut rhinoceros has to be seen to be believed. It’s my pleasure to host. Thanks for dropping by!
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Thanks for hosting Brenda. Enjoyed your poem immensely. It arouses curiosity and causes one to ponder possibilities. The importance of noticing ‘all the small things’ is underlined here too. Your poem is a celebration of the importance of close observation. It invariably results in quite special experiences.
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Thanks, Alan. I appreciate your thoughts, and I agree that close observation brings many rewards.
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Happy almost Halloween! Thanks for the introduction to some creepy-crawlies I hope never to meet up close!
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Hi Diane, I imagine all these creepy crawlies will hide from you. And from the coming ghosts, goblins and ghouls!
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Thank you for hosting! I enjoyed reading your poem. It almost looks like an assassin beetle, but the colors don’t quite match up. I love the texture of it’s little back.
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Thanks, Rebecca. He’s surprisingly colorful, given he is all neutral colors.
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What an odd critter — I like the thought of being a whirligig dancing circles on sunny lake water! Fun, imaginative poem and very cool photo, Brenda. Thanks for hosting this buggy Halloween party!
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I think being a whirligig would be a nice break from having to worry. Glad you like my poem. Thanks for stopping by.
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I have no idea what it is (boo, ash borers, though, if it’s that), but I enjoyed your poem! I especially love the second stanza! I’m sharing a beautiful, haunting, poetic fairy tale mash-up on two blogs this week. THanks for hosting!
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I’ll look forward to reading your FT mashup.
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What a great poem, Brenda! I love how you framed it, with all the things this handsome creature is not, and then bam! that thoughtful ending. Also thanks for the idea of what I’m going to be for Halloween this year. I’m going with “a pleasing fungus.” LOL
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LOL Take lots of pictures!
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Love the inquisitiveness of your poem – he wants to know himself as much as we do! And I agree, he looks like a tree borer. Thanks for hosting, Brenda. (PS, my link goes live shortly after midnight)
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Thanks, Matt. Great, glad to see you here. I’ll look forward to stopping by soon. Have a great weekend!
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Thanks for hosting a party and a mystery, Brenda. I wish I knew what this was, but it is beautiful and interesting! Love that you wrote about what it is not, and sometimes wish it was, very fun. I love “fiery skipper/turning circles in/the wind.” Is that another kind?
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I’m glad you like my guest of honor. He likes you, too. A fiery skipper is one of the many butterflies that disguises itself as a monarch so nothing will eat them. Monarchs are toxic because they live on milkweed as caterpillars.
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I am no help at all with identifying your critter, but I must say he (or maybe she) seems quite the character with your poem! I like his dreams and imagination!
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It was fun to research the little guy, even if I didn’t manage to find him.
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i love your insect riddle! hey, diddle, diddle!
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LOL Nice.
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Well, even if we do not know who the beetle is, the beetle sure is a happy one on that lilac leaf. I never heard of so many different varieties. I love your last line: Most of all,
I want to know myself.
Now I’m off to google shamrock beetle!
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I don’t know why I’m so fascinated with bugs. But there it is. They are wicked cool. LOL
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Thanks for hosting, Brenda, but thanks especially for your poem. I adore the thought process and those last lines would speak so much to anyone. We all have identity crises sometimes, don’t we? I also loved that your poem made me tingle with familiarity, because I’ve also written a conversational kind of poem from an unusual first-person. for my post this week.
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Thanks, Sally. This poem echoed for me, and I ended up writing a picture book about a search for identity that bears some hallmarks of this poem. Sometimes there’s more room to play in not-knowing. I’ll look forward to seeing yours, too.
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Thanks for hosting with such mystery & voice! Love your poem. If someone called me coconut rhinoceros I think I’d laugh!
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LOL You have to see a picture of the coconut rhinoceros. It’s Ugly! LOL
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These lines are fun to read aloud and made me laugh, Brenda:
“I’m not ironclad,
death-feigning, clicked,
blistered, net-winged
or any form of weevil.”
And the facts about disappearing insects are enough to scare an evil super villain!
There is hope, there is rebirth. We need to help those insects return, which will take a village. ❤
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Thanks, April. It was tricky to not make this too list-y or didactic. I’m glad it made you laugh. Some of the names of things raised my eyebrows, and I started to think that using them would be more fun than correctly identifying him. 🙂
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Love your beetle and the poem that he sparked. What a clever approach to consider what he is not and what he might wish to be! Thanks so much for hosting today and Happy Halloween!
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Thanks, Molly. He really wanted a poem, so I didn’t let me lack of knowledge get in his way. 🙂
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What a fun and lovely poem. The beetle is beautiful and looks friendly. 🙂 I’m horrified to know about the decline in numbers. We just can’t stop committing slow suicide. Seriously…that’s exactly what we are doing for the generations to come. With the thing in the white house it can only get worse. Again. Love the poem.
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Thanks, Gigi. I also am horrified at the losses we’ve caused. I hope we can turn it around.
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What a creative insect he is, coming back as a
“whirligig
and dance circles on
sunny lake water.
Or perhaps a
fiery skipper
turning circles in
the wind.
He has a wonderful imagination. To me he looks a bit like an orb weaver, though he would have to have 8 legs, so that rules it out. Hope he finds his identity. That shamrock spiders a bit scary looking. Thanks for the Halloween party and hosting the roundup Brenda, Happy Halloween!
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Thanks for stopping by, Michelle. I look forward to stopping by your site later. 🙂 Cooking cream of veggie soup now.
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Yum, can I come for dinner, sounds good. Actually I think the aroma is wafting through the internet waves!
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It was delish. We call it Queen Green soup, and it’s the only way to get the kids to eat lots of kale or collard greens. Stop by any time!
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Thanks Brenda, if I’m in the neighborhood I will! I just made a chicken mango dish last night and the sauce is supposed to have red lentils and carrots. But as I only had green lentils it was a bit more green than red. Everyone liked it anyway.
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Yum! Please share the recipe! 🙂
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Okay, but I alter recipes, so when I send it, I’ll send you the original and my changes.
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I alter recipes, too. I never measure either. I do know that green lentils take a lot longer to soften than red ones. And thanks!
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Yes — a Halloween party! Now it’s a thriving Thursday. Hugs to you Brenda.
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Thriving, I like that! Thanks, Teagan.
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