The open meadow
Still as still can be
Nothing moving
No blade of grass, no tree
Still as statues
Stability
In a mad mad world
Through the stillness
Snaking left and right
March tiny orange ants
Almost hidden from sight
Unaware of evil
And lies and other sad facts
Of a mad mad world
No torches needed
They weave from A to B
Working hard
Efficiently
A brotherhood of ants
Foraging, collecting
And carrying on
Normally
In a mad mad world


Posted by Tom Merriman

A future writer living in the present day

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  1. ah yes, right now it is quite mad. I like your words-

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    1. Thanks, DM. Quite mad is one way to explain it! πŸ™‚

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  2. Ants, rats, carrion crows are all probably rubbing their virtual hands together in glee as they observe humanity it its foolishness.

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    1. Whilst trying to ignore us and distance themselves from us at the same time, Oldegg! πŸ˜€

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  3. love your ants world! πŸ™‚

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  4. Lots of meaning within these words Tom… πŸ™‚

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    1. Indeed, Sue… they do go a little deeper.

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  5. Well…I’m the one who turns mad when the ants invade my space. Some things in country living are hard to deal with. Ants being only one of them there are also spiders.

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    1. I’m sure they do it deliberately, Beverly!

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  6. Unaware is a happy state to be in. Rather be anty than constantly need to be anti!

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    1. My thoughts exactly, Col.

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  7. Lovde this, Tom. Nature just carries on its daily business, regardless of we foolish humans. We can learn much from the ants, who just keep calm and carry on.

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    1. We can that, Sylvia… but will we?

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  8. Given where we are headed, it looks like insects are going to be the only survivors!!! 😦

    God Bless!

    Prenin.

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    1. True Prenin. Will they ever forgive us?

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  9. Love those orange ants! Repetition of mad, mad world works well in this, Tom.

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    1. Thanks, Sara. I wanted to mix more of the madness into the calm.

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  10. Kudos to you and that indomitable persistent “brotherhood of ants” carrying on as “normal” in yes, this mad, mad world.
    Truly a wonderful poem for a terrible time.

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    1. Hi Pearl, and thank you. I don’t know where the ants came from, but I liked them.
      I try to dwell less on the terrible, but every now and then it has a tendency to draw me back in!

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