Rayray from an Egg

MY AUNT’S ANTS

My aunt lives in an ants’ nest:
she’s been there all her life.
In armour-plated pants dressed,
she’d wield a kitchen knife.

If any ant came near her,
she excised its curious head.
They tried hard not to blunder,
even while she slept in bed.

Yet still her toes got bitten;
ripe plums would then swell up.
She invented the foot mitten,
so her feet the ants can’t sup.

With ants as her companions,
she’s no longer all alone.
They daily treat her bunions,
with formic acid foam.

Their termite heap’s now bigger -
than any neighbouring tower.
Those neighbours once did snigger;
now jealous, they just glower.

This one-off symbiosis;
is the only of its kind.
It cures any ant neurosis -
that assails their social mind.

As they scurry round to forage,
my aunt they don’t forget.
They feed her gorse-root porridge,
and regard her as their pet.

Aunt talks to ants through sweat glands;
is fluent in their tongue.
She’s even joined their ant band,
and many solos sung.

As the ‘Arthropodic Stingers’,
’though smelly and quite mute,
they outsell all other singers -
even those of high repute.

Rayray; 19th October 2008

LOVE it, Rayray. It sure beats the only "poem" I ever wrote about an aunt (maybe 10 yrs old)
My aunt has fallen into the lake.
About this I do not care.
For she has left a chocolate cake,
and her long underwear.

I love Rayray's POEMS
They make me smile
I could read them for the longest while
Although, there it was posted, in front of my nose
You may tell him you like them
But don't call them PROSE!

I enjoyed that.

An interesting bypass into myrmecology. Remember the Greek myrmidons? Like King Aeacus of Aegina, you would populate us with ants! Or rather your aunt.

Well I'll be a monkey's uncle if "My Aunt's Ants" isn't Rayray's funniest poem yet!!

REFORGING the MISSING LINK
[or - ‘Special Creation is bunk’]

Part 1 (of 2)

Once upon a hairy time,
there lived a missing link,
which spoke as if in pantomime -
’til it began to think.

But, as it thought, it’s hair fell off,
then on hind legs it walked.
It put on clothes and looked a toff;
so other creatures gawked.

Its front feet next turned into hands,
enabling many skills -
first cradle-nests from rubber-bands,
then cloth with fancy frills.

With stars above to act as guide,
Big-Foot travelled far.
On sea or desert ships he’d ride,
long e’er we made the car.

As their brains increased in size,
they donned yet larger hats;
did many useful things devise -
now used in high-rise flats.

With fingers, bamboo-sticks, or spoons,
they dined with etiquette.
We soon conceived their beer-saloons,
where chums we oft-times met.

We multiplied across the earth,
’though resources soon did shrink.
So now we limit rates of birth,
with survival on a brink.

Part 2 (continued)
We sent a spaceship to the moon -
our stepping-stone to space.
We taught bad singers how to croon -
to keep them in their place.
We are no more a ‘missing link’;
we’re found - with a profound role.
That ‘link’ is now a ‘knobbly kink’ -
can kick a ball, and bowl.
With medics, teachers, and just laws,
it seems we might win through -
those plagues of illness, crime, and wars -
so be mindful, strong, and true.
The future is not ours to see:
there’ll be pitfalls, snags and traps.
So, argue less and more agree -
in effective thinking-caps.
Deny those beings who live for cash,
whose only quest is power.
Stay above life’s rat-race dash -
to savour Nature’s flower.
It’s Nature’s womb whence we’re born,
which answers our true prayer.
So shed your blindness; let light dawn;
unburden worldly care.
Belief that we were ‘plonked’ on Earth,
is dangerous fantasy,
which denigrates our full true worth -
---- God’s child has History!
Rayray; 21st October 2008

With due reflection
I find Natural selection
and changes within species
and variety on decrease
all feasible
and reasonable
Thoughts quite real and fair.
But new species
evolving from cells
or other species
is a thesis
full of faeces.
The missing link
is still missing I think
For maybe t'was never there.

Though I've thought and thought
and thunk and thunk
I fink Evolution's
full of bunk

LOL fii
I don't agree with you - but your rebuttal's a good laugh

RAY RAY, loving your poems. Just one question if you please, why post em here and not on the easy page??

Glad you took it in the good humour that it was sent Rayray, By the way you write some good poetry - Loved your Aunt's Ants

Did I say good - I meant some fantastic humourful poetry

Rayray, how do you do it? To communicate such lovely iambic metre. Lilting yet a humorous educable message! (hmmm I don't think you'll that in the dictionary - educable. But with different levels of special education, we do use this word in the teaching world as meaning "can educate or be educated" )

Rayray, I suspect you've gone to bed, so I'm reposting here (from "Easy") my comments on your poem:

Rayray - I've finally had time to ponder your latest poem on evolution. A lack of sleep last night caused a bit of a brain malfunction earlier today. I found your poem at once enlightening, thought-provoking, disturbing - and, ultimately, thoroughly entertaining. I particularly liked the way you engineered its own evolution. Bravo!

Another excellent and thought-provoking poem, Rayray! They are greatly appreciated. (Do you no longer put them on the Easy page? Thanks for letting us know to look here on your page!

Rayray, stopping by to wish you a speedy recovery from your cold/flu--what a misery! Feel better soon.

Hi Rayray..haven't bean a has bean for a while...glad you like my little seedling.
This is what it looked like before I shrank it to avatar size.
I gave the SA6 crew a Botany lesson the other day....p 318

"There is a lot of definition lost in the avatar...you can actually see that the curved structure to the left of the seedling is the cotyledon's [seed leaf that emerge from the seed embryo] of a newly emerging seedling. The cotyledon's protect and nourish the developing seedling and usually wither and drop off after the first true leaves have formed. OK, that is the botany lecture over for today. LOVE botany...bit of an obvious statement!! Goes hand in hand with my passion for flowers and botanical illustration.

Here is a link to a diagram which, once enlarged, will demonstrate it better than my words.
http://cache.eb.com/eb/image?id=72144&rendTypeId=35"

and while I am here... here is some to help boost your Vitamin C

Here Rayray, I'll provide the to toot your nose!

Must agree with you Ray Ray. Leviticus is pretty tough.

Dear Rayray,
Just take your cursor and pull the image from my message and onto your desktop. Then go to Update Detail and on submit a smilie, tell the site to find it on your desktop. It's already acceptable size. Good luck!

My dear Rayray,
I am so glad I could help you. It proved to me that I am not a complete Techno-befuddled victim of the ages. Sometimes all the techno developments that my sons and students rattle off leave me mystified and lost in the conversation. I try to keep up but oft times I have an interesting conversation with my computer, consisting of, " No, no, no, don't do that!" or "Why you asinine machine, why can't you do as I request?"

Rayray,
Thanks again for the timely poem on Global Warming. I posted its successful reception for all to see on p4 of what is probably Thursday Nov 13's easy puzzle.
Also enjoyed Flanders Field revisited.

A poet's thesaurus...what a brilliant idea! I imagined your mind being like mine was when I lived in Mexico - I never quite thought in Spanish, but my mind was always busy with a Spanish translation. That's how I imagine you, only with a poetic translation. You sure come up with your poetry easily. It's like your second language!

...for me? No question about it Rayray - WINGS!
I believe there really are no horns (except maybe here on earth )
but for sure, yours will be wings!

Gidday Ray,

I love the poetry that you regularly post. I verymuch appreciated the Remembrance Day poem.
My grandfather was severely wounded at Passchendaele a few days before a major battle. He had been promoted to Captain a month prior to that as everyone above him in his regiment had been killed. He was picked up by a couple of the rescuers who weren't sure whether it was actually worth taking him back ( He wan unable to move but heard them discussing and then deciding there was still "a bit of life in the old dog yet") He was driven back to Rouen to hospital and did survive - albeit with a piece of steel plate in his head and shrapnel in his spine. He was told that he if he lived a quiet life, he might live 5 years. He went on to father 5 children , study law, and live an active life in local politics, dying nearly 30 years later at 65... still young but a better option than 5 years. I never met him but his influence on me though stories of my mother remains.


I'll get back to you with a follow up on leviticus... started writing and then decided that the comment required more thought.

Hope that Yorks (or are you south in E. Sussex at the moment? ) is treating you well.

Rayray, I read what you wrote on Jim's page, you should post it on easy for all to see. I loved it. It sent my imagination onward.

Sorry I wasn't around yesterday, (still today for me)
to answer your query abt the terrorists. They are not Kashmiris, and I clarify, Kashmir is an integral part of India and Kashmiris are not TERRORISTS. But are being intimidated by the sponsored terrorists. The present gang that holds the innocent people for ransom and unruly demands are also one such group. The situation is still grave and the enormity of the devastation will be known only after the last of the group is captured/slain....
chk this link
http://meaindia.nic.in/jk/kashmirissue.htm

Hi, Rayray! I hope you are well! I had a few minutes to read on the Easy pages. I especially like your excellent and thought-provoking poem about the bees! Thank you and please continue to write and share!

I think Ray Ray, that Ghandi had a much more honourable and effective way of changing the status quo.

As you indicaed in your Pakastani friend's reply, the perpetrators of this murder, destruction and fear campaign are rooted in hatred rather than the the Muslim religion to which most will associate them.

Rayray - This is a copy of a post I made on "easy" today:

I saw your comment yesterday about wishing you could have been at my Thanksgiving dinner. I wish you'd been there, too! And not just for your company. I could have used a hand with the cooking!!!

I haven't prepared a meal that big for so many people at the last minute in years! Fortunately, everything turned out great. We had turkey with cornbread stuffing, ham with a honey-clove glaze, mashed potatoes with turkey gravy, sweet potatoes with apples and cinnamon, a green bean casserole, spiced cranberry sauce, two pumpkin pies with whipped cream and a pumpkin cheesecake. I was more than happy to prepare dinner, but I was sad that I had to leave the next day and not get any leftovers!!!

Hope all is well with you, my friend.

Get well soon Rayray, missing you on site.

Rayray. I heard you were under the weather. Will there be a hospital stay? I wish there was something I could say to make this obstruction go away, but all I can manage is "PLEASE GET WELL SOON. YOU ARE MISSED."

I too am wishing you a big get well soon Rayray.

RayRay, I hear on SA7 that you are unwell. Dropping in with good healing thoughts and prayers for you, and even a bit of healing fairy dust! Get well soon, friend, this being unwell can etch away some good days! Been there done that, "woke up" to find a whole week was gone forever, bummer! Hope you are doing what needs to be done to get you back to normal and want you to know you are in my thoughts, friend.

Rayray, hope you are OK, you are missed on site so please get well soon.

Ray, I guess I should be checking the SA pages.
I had no idea you might be headed for the hospital.
I did send you an e-mail before I saw SA7.
Sending prayers your way....

Rayray..... I am getting VERY worried about you, my friend.