Tonight's Poet Corner: Sonnet Solstice #419
The Invasion
by Belinda Roddie
The invasion had begun sooner than
any of us expected, and it was swift
and precise. We felt terror in the wind,
and at night, we heard sirens wail. A miffed
old neighbor was the first to go, and we
saw all our plans to flee crumble away,
as all the ships descended, groups of three
landing in each yard and around the bay.
My mother fainted at the very sight
of the first one that stepped off their vessel.
My father held my mom's limp body tight
as I prepared for a true living hell.
The invasion caused all our hopes to fly -
I'm saying that ants should crawl off and die.
by Belinda Roddie
The invasion had begun sooner than
any of us expected, and it was swift
and precise. We felt terror in the wind,
and at night, we heard sirens wail. A miffed
old neighbor was the first to go, and we
saw all our plans to flee crumble away,
as all the ships descended, groups of three
landing in each yard and around the bay.
My mother fainted at the very sight
of the first one that stepped off their vessel.
My father held my mom's limp body tight
as I prepared for a true living hell.
The invasion caused all our hopes to fly -
I'm saying that ants should crawl off and die.
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