Guest Hopper

When I went out to check the mailbox Saturday afternoon I encountered this guy.

He might be the largest, most beautiful grasshopper I’ve ever spoken with; although, I think he might be injured. He didn’t even attempt to hop away when I closed in on him. I moved him to the shade, so maybe he can recuperate. At least he’ll be less of a target for birds there.

Peace, people.

Patience, Grasshopper

Softly tapping foot

Should signal my impatience

Yet here I still wait.

Drumming fingers, too provide

A clue I’m restless.

However no relief comes.

Waiting still. Patience.


Grasshopper, you sneak

Gobbling up every leaf

Destroying gardens

But you, too must eat to live

Just dine elsewhere, please.