Of Night Beetles and March Hares

Posted on March 16, 2020 by Linda Lee Lyberg

From here in the fragrant rustling sage grass
I watch the night beetles race for the full bellied moon
But they will never get there I know for their efforts are futile

Watching their wings spread from heavy mahogany bodies,
It’s a wonder they glide so high for they are heavy and cumbersome
Dressed for battle as they are in their hard shell of protective armor

But like I, these warriors are drawn to the white stone moon
But alas both of us for very different reasons
Beetles are in love with the silvery gleaming light and I–
Adore the March Hare living up there and wish I was there too

Linda Lee Lyberg is a wife, mother, artist, published poet and author. She resides in Mesa, AZ with her husband Pete (aka The Big Viking) of 24 years, and her dog, Ricky Bobby. Linda writes various forms of poetry, as well as short stories. You can read more of her works at: charmedchaos.com
and purchase anthologies containing her work here: Amazon Author Page