As I came out from behind a backyard bush,
where I'd gone to secretly pee,
I paused to admire its clumps of purple blossoms,
and there I spied a silent …..bumblebee.
I stared at the bee (I was very close) ,
and then I stared some more.
The flower's inner surface was near-white,
and the bee was near the flower's core.
I waited for the striped bee to fly off,
but that darn bee never did budge.
THEN I saw the yellow spider sucking at the bee's neck,
like I would feast on a piece of fudge.
I think the spider had injected the bee,
turning the bee's innards into soup.
Part of bee would be converted to spider tissue,
and part of bee would become spider poop.
I'm writing this sitting outdoors in a chair,
and I just noticed a small spider on my sleeve.
It's a teeny-weeny (little) spider, BUT,
if I see a GIGANTIC spider coming, I think I'll leave!
(May 30,2014)
Bri Edwards
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/death-in-a-rhododendron-nature-predator-prey-in-miniature-invertebrates-medium/
