Last eve I stood on a garden snail
by accident it was,
I felt the cracking of its shell,
it died,
and all my fault it was.
At night a mosquito drank my blood
but I don’t think the two events
are related much.
I stood on a garden snail
July 10, 2012
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Love your writing, Ina.
Thank you very much William
You should perhaps send this to Jamie.
He, after all, has written a whole book of snail poems!!!
And it made me smile
Arohanui
David
xxx
I thought about it, but if he likes snails very much, he might be upset!
I am glad it made you smile.
Arohanui
Ina
xxx
It made me smile too Ina – but I’m sure there’s a deep philosophical thesis in this also!
Hi John,
Thanks for the smile!
well there would be if it had been a grasshopper!
Every action causes a reaction. I hope your carelessness does not cause a blizzard or earth quake here in Miami.
Hi Carl,
it might improve the stock exchange?
Action and consequence … sometimes, just accidental! (Oh, and I hate the sound of a snail crunching under my foot …)
Hi Diane
yes, it is horrible, sometimes they do survive though, without the shell. Anyway, they get eaten by the birds! It is no picnic being snail!