Like Ants Without Wings on Leaves Without Trees – Vincent Edward Manda

Like ants
Searching for food
They creep far from their nest.
To the very tops of redwoods
They march
Seeking that perfect leaf
With veins thick as the rivers
Of the world
And a hue so comely
It invites nibbles.

At the very tops
They run to bite the leaves
For sustenance

Never caring
About a fall.

Into capillaries
They tear with their teeth
And from veins
They guzzle the potion of life
Yearning to bring it home
For their queen and their family:
Those many hungry mouths to feed.

Until they find the meatiest bit;
The stem,
Holding food enough
To feed the colony
For weeks.

Up atop the mighty redwood
They gnaw away at the stem of the life giving leaf,
Devour and collect
To see out winter’s end.

They take and take and take
Until the leaf
Finds itself apart from the tree
And with a load of ants on its back
Falls from the top of the world
To land in a place
Far from home.


his name rhymes with ‘mince’. He’s rarely without a notebook and can usually be found next to the closest bottle of red wine. Previously a writer for The Roehampton Lane Journal.

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