Monday, August 22, 2016

DMC: "AMBUSH!" by Renée M. LaTulippe


Beneath the cotton-checkered skies,
the hilltop blazed with fiery cries:

“Friends, you know we must arise.
if we’re to win the battle prize.
Open up your compound eyes.
We’re better than those gnats and flies.
Gather up your war supplies.
Bifurcate those tunnels, guys!
A sneak attack! Send in the spies!
Let’s fight as one! Let’s colonize!”

The soldiers seized the apple pies.
They marched off with the chicken thighs.
The hilltop rang with hungry cries.

The rest is history — ant-size.

© 2013 Renée M. LaTulippe. All rights reserved.

Diana Murray has challenged us to write a poem about an unlikely hero this month. Click HERE for more details.

Post your poem on our August 2016 padlet. All contributions will be included in a wrap-up celebration this Friday, August 26th, and one lucky participant will win a personalized copy of her fun new picture book from Roaring Brook Press:


  1. Hey, I remember that poem! A spectacular bifurcation by Renée. Voters and commenters agreed ...

    1. I was happy to have a chance to dust it off and parade it around once again, Ed. And even presented with the opportunity to take out BIFURCATE...I left it in! I've grown attached...

  2. Thanks for featuring my poem, Michelle! The ants have been locked up for three years, so they are enjoying their chance for another picnic at your place. :)

    1. Just so long as they keep their little pincers off my apple pie. :) Always a pleasure to share your work, Renée!

  3. I remember this, too, with those ants marching in rhythm-very clever!

  4. Terrific, those critters always seem to surpass their size, and they sure have here!