Today is a quiet rainy morning. I can still hear a few birds chirping from the cover of a large tree. Mornings like this can be peaceful, but for some reason I feel sad. Does this ever happen to you? I decided to read my favorite poet Sr. Ant. I chose Ant Poems Volume 2. Let me tell you the story of how I found this book.
It was a morning not unlike this one. I decided no amount of rain could keep me from going on a solo adventure, so I packed up my bag and off I went. Over the Land of Forgotten Others, past the Junkyard, through the woods. I was determined to keep myself moving forward, I wanted to see something new. That’s when I came upon an old mansion deep within the woods. I couldn’t believe my eyes, I’d walked these woods many times before and never seen anything like this. It was caving in and overgrown with ivy. I walked inside cautiously, little raindrops dripped through the ceiling and echoed throughout the house.
The rooms were full of objects I’d never seen in my life. Skulls from creatures that did not exist on Earth, fabric that glowed without any source of power, artifacts from civilizations not of this planet. I had heard about people like this in a book I read once, they’re called Collectors, I just didn’t think they were real. People who used to travel to other planets, collecting rare objects from other advanced civilizations and bringing them back to Earth in order to educate.
I found a room full of books, this is what interested me the most: A stack of books by Sr. Ant. Each poem seemed to resonate deeply with me. Could this author have been a real Ant, a bug creature like myself? It couldn’t be possible, me and my family are the only bug people around, and I’ve never heard tell of anyone like us, not even within our galaxy.
I grabbed as many books as I could carry and hurried home. I’ve never told anyone about that place, and when I’ve tried to go back I can’t find it anywhere.
Here is his haiku I liked best today:
Rain spins in circles
I am swept by untamed wind
Wistful drops of dawn
Until next time,
Bug Kid
