Stirring Up

Photo by Toa Heftiba on Unsplash

Pour me a sample

From some forgotten lore

Of something more

Then the blended grimy grays

Of tepid hustling days

Stir in some pinks and yellows

Bobbing marshmallows

And something bright

That sparkles like hope

In a long telescope

Looking beyond here and now

*

There’s a fever in the air

causing such a scare

stirring up fear.

When’s it coming here?

Don’t panic! (Have a stock of food,

but don’t overdo it, dude.)

Whatever shall we do?

Here’s an easy clue:

wash hands same as for the flu.

*

With a stir, with a shout

Monsters scamper out

In a massive swarm

Like a mystic storm

Mocking nature’s laws

With purple spotted claws

And needle pointed teeth

They fly from beneath

Look how tiny, oh how sweet

As they flit o’er the wheat

Written for dVerse.

I tried three times to respond to the prompt, and wasn't completely satisfied with any of them, but I mostly like them, so here they all are. The last one I actually wrote first, and while I like the sound and the feel, it's pretty much nonsense. So I have decided, that these little monsters eat viruses and while mostly harmless, are known to bite obnoxiously rude people.