Today is one of those balmy days
when the black ants do their thing
appear from various crevices
possibly to bring
Us all a taste of ant flights
winged they peel away
As a child I always remember
it happened on a summers day
but I understand there is no set day
it has to be hot though when
Lots crawl from the cracks and crevices
a time as I pen
their initial movements
flying to the sky
to be eaten by the waiting birds
who probably rely
on this formic acid bounty
this lemony embrace
the workers are still scurrying around
at quite a pace.
Rex Tyler is a Poet, Campaigner, former owner of an organic shop of 30 years, and Public Speaker living in Berkhamsted, UK.