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Wednesday, 29 June 2011

Chromatic Nematodes

Killer beasts, these pretty things,
the undiscovered, undisturbed
for sixty million years,
mutating in the forest canopy,
acquiring its exotic colourings
and colourful life styles.

Transparent, blind, voracious,
dazzling in the sun,
they launch themselves from tree tops,
to hunt in packs
and glide and slide in tight
and fight formations

weaving complex patterns
singing in their half-tone way,
and full of grace - and insects,
birds and climbing things
they catch en route -
to vie with butterflies.


My thanks to Magpie Tales for this prompt.

14 comments:

Isabel Doyle said...

Beautiful image and beautiful lines - if a little sinister!

Kathe W. said...

oh my- I like your take on this image- colorful hungry creatures!
Competing with butterflies-wow!

Laurie Kolp said...

The first line grabbed me... unique and clever take on the prompt, Dave.

Helen said...

Nematodes ~ brought to us in living color! Launching themselves from tree tops, graceful ... you painted an intriguing picture.

Lena said...

Splendidly created. I love the thought behind this one...!!

120 Socks said...

Yeap, another great one - love the last line - to vie with butterflies!

Glenn Buttkus said...

Sinister, creepy, bizarre, yet
perfectly logical, drawing the
medical issues into the marrow
of the poetics; looking at those
glass shapes and zeroing in
on all the parasites of this world.
I like the lines /slide in tight/
and fight formations/.
Like the meta-physicist, you
give us pause to look within
for the answers.

Windsmoke. said...

Very vivid imagery of life in the forest canopy :-).

Sailor said...

A very fine picture!
Cruise Pictures

Dave King said...

Isabel
sinister often hides behind beauty, I feel. Some viruses, for example.

Kathe
Hi, good to have you visiting. Thanks so much for the comment. Thay are all helpful.

Laurie
Thank you for the feedback.

Helen
Thanks Helen. Much appreciated.

Lena
Hi, and a warm welcome to the blog. Thank you for the comment.

120 Socks
Thanks. The last line is so important, I always think.

Glenn Buttkus
Hi and welcome to the blog. Thank you for visiting and for stopping by to comment. Your last line is an intriguing observation. I shall give it due thought.

Windsmoke
Yes, it must be a vivid place to live, I should think.

Sailor
Hi and welcome to you. Thanks for the comment.

Tess Kincaid said...

Wonderful. I especially like "singing in their half-tone way". Nice one, Dave.

HyperCRYPTICal said...

Excellent, just excellent! It is a pleasure to visit your blog.

Anna :o]

Lolamouse said...

Oh my! This was a surprise! I love how you turned this beautiful sculpture into evil creatures. Perhaps you didn't find the sculpture so very beautiful? I love your descriptions of the creepy nematode thingies devouring birds. Brilliant!

Lyn said...

A very special life form..a very special poem! To vie with butterflies..an original contest, indeed..