a welcome companion

[1]

a tiny fly

flies low and high

buzzing circles setting on a straight line tact with sudden

and abrupt hook

then alighting

like a feather on a leaf

lithe and light as a thief

[2]

a tiny fly

landed on my book

reading interrupted/

(intriguing me)

so golden translucently cute and busy in its way

(pleasing me)

i had to stop/to look;

[3]

the page left photo frozen… my mind diverted… mid-sentence held… unable to turn… to be turned

concentration disrupted/

while he or she

prances on the paper

on and between the lines… tightrope on the paragraph… stepping up the indention

feeling the words written

touching the authors’ message to which i am smitten

the eloquence of message given;

[4]

i wonder with those thin little legs

and

stick ends for feet

the tiny fly treats the ink as bumps in his or her path

 and

steps quickly moving along

letters collected as if in a field plowed for corn

the rows rise with dirt roughed

and troughs sit low between

this tiny fly

is fleet among the furrows;

[5]

i wonder what it is that tiny fly sees

what he or she has seen

for that tiny fly has a perspective

a man of my size does miss

the little things on this earth that go by my eyes

in places i have never been

with no notice thus no comment

nothing sighted so nothing to say

[6]

i let the tiny fly have his or her time

move in what looks like random weaving/

yet may be completely

preplanned in way i was not perceiving/

perhaps a random layover more likely a search for food or a home to stay

that is well thought out and followed yet secretly and deftly deceiving/

nonetheless the tiny fly is a welcome companion any day.

[7]

a tiny fly

made a big impression when he or she visited me today.