Puirt à beul of the Maringouin

 Puirt à Beul of the Maringouin 

Whining hum

Here they come

Back again

Forever complaining

Incessant at the gate of every ear

since the dawn of time

226 million years

if it has been a minute, surely.

they come

as surely as winter thaws into spring

 

Oh yes go right ahead!

Help yourself

I see your narrow crystalline grin

revealing nary a jagged tooth

Butter wouldn't melt there!

Are you all world's worst come again?

Aedes, Culex, and Anopheles, oh my!

Click my ruby heels

Not saccharine little old you?

Something more savory?

Something with a little spice?

Bite down nevertheless

Dig deep, 

not to the bone for your savory fare

just beneath the skin is far enough

Needling everyone around you

Work them into a rash, a fever

Set the world abuzz!

Slaver, drool over your feast

Swamp angel, Nighthawk

Spreading plague

Sowing discontent

Breeding anger, lies, rumors, gossip, envy

Make them itch with malcontent

Derision dropping easier than blood

from another wayward prick

Rub everyone the wrong way

Perhaps turning even the air toxic around you

Dispersing along paths of least resistance

with hardly more than an errant slap

as a screening process 

to inoculate the masses

from the black vomit 

unrelenting scourge

of our droning 

repellant asses

Irritated?

Curse the day that ever we were born?

Think you are the first do you?

Let it go

All things pass eventually

even if they pass like hailstones

Even us, 

Passing through cycles

through lives, rooms, dreams, veils

Vectors unstudied yet

Interconnected

Valuable to the fabric of life

in the extremist of conditions

Delicate enough to carry

a spark of creation

spreading verdant life 

as easily as devastating disease

Balance in recycling motion

Yin Yang

Patience

The water's mirror will still once more

Reflect

Rise above

Resist

Persist

Examine

Transform as reason and season dictate

Be objective

Be present

Be here

Now

Sing in our ears

Hum along if you don't know the words

You are 

the very cure you seek

Physician heal thyself

Spread the cure

Save the World

For those new to the game, each piece in the Singing series is inspired by a Teacher found in Nature; a star, stone, animal, plant etc that holds lessons of Wisdom for us. Can you guess who is singing today?

p.s. whew! lol It has been a minute.  ;) just wanted to say, this is the first completely new Teacher poem I have managed since my mom passed. Like it or not lol I am pleased with this Shadow Teacher's song that has been humming in my ears a little louder every year since mom slipped the veil in 2018. more importantly to my heart, I know Mom would be so pleased and would laugh when I told her about this one. She always was so pleased, each and every time I had something to stick up on the fridge she carried around in her Mom heart since day one. I was so very lucky to have her. <3 Congratulations to Cathi on being the first to name this Creature Teacher!