Stung

I’ve often felt that wasps, have been misunderstood


If the Universe created them, they must embody good

So I made myself a promise, to never flinch again

When a wasp buzzes by, look in its eye, slowly count to ten



For days and weeks this little trick, worked magic like a charm

As they flew my confidence grew, these creatures meant me no harm

I reclined and relaxed in the garden, freed from terror of an unwanted sting

A newfound peace descended, now wasps were my friends on the wing


Until that fateful day, an unattended can of drink

I should have looked inside, but I didn’t even think

As the sting buried deep I cried out, all the expletives under the sun

Ouch said my new friend the wasp, those sharp words really stung
Image by James Wainscoat on Unsplash

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7 thoughts on “Stung

    • Haha no not really, although I did once start to drink a can with a wasp in it, felt a tickle on my tongue and sent the can flying…there may have been some expletives involved there too 🤔 😂

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  1. I can feel that sting. Good on you for trying to be at peace with them but I’m afraid it’s the kiss of death for them in our house having had 2 wasps nests and loads of them in the house each day. Not feeling the love !!
    Great poem though xx

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    • Thanks lovely Mandy, I’m afraid I’m not quite living in harmony with them, they still scare me, but I’m starting to think more fondly of them since writing this! 😘

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