Blackfly
Open car door or window:
they whisk in with the wind.
Silent they head for light,
crawling steadily up the inside
surface of the windshield.
If you are quick, you can
catch them now. Kill them
cleanly before they gorge
on your blood, spreading it
thin, your own raspberry jam
blocking your line of sight.
When you exit the car,
you see the killing fields,
blackberry jelly spread
thick on number plates,
dimming your headlights
with dark clots of death.
Comment: We drove down to St. Andrews on Monday and visited Kira and the Kingsbrae Gardens. Such beauty, such a wonderful reception, and the food in the garden café was marvelous. On the way home, the pinging of blackfly against the windshield made us think it was raining. When we got out of the car, headlights, hood, and license plate were covered with thick films of dead flies. We kept doors and windows closed, except for a brief moment at the service station, where we filled up with much more than gas.
rogermoorepoet 
We tried to remove all the bugs on our windshield on the way back from the camp today … and ran out of wiper fluid! Hope you are having fun!
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Fun is not the right word: I am totally committed to what is turning out to be a wonderful, creative adventure. The place is fabulous and the other guests are amazing. I am learning so much.
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Oh, that is nasty. Along the Mississippi River, they get outbreaks of Mayflies this time of year. It sounds similar. Just makes me shudder to think of it…
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Sometimes the summer moths, swarming under the streetlights at night, look like a snowstorm.
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Nature always amazes me!
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e too: I have just read (and commented on) your tree poem.
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I’m still playing catch-up, Roger!
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Wow! I’ve been in upstate New York when the black flies come out like that. It’s crazy. I like the blackberry jelly and raspberry jam metaphors!
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I can totally relate with that experience Roger…insects of all sorts would dive inside the car when i would drive home at night..that’s i never open my window..
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It was incredible: like driving through a rain storm in places … ping … ping .. ping!
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