His only thought was pleasure
To fly
To pollinate
To live a peaceful life
On the breeze
From flower to flower
Living free
Enjoying being a wasp
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But now he was in trouble
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It looked
So inviting
So rich in pleasure
So good
A glorious lagoon of lemonade
Trapped
Floundering in it
Swirling about
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But now he was in trouble
———
Without a thought
Hilda gulped it down
Hilda didn’t look
Hilda swallowed the wasp
With a high pitched scream
He kicked out
He panicked
He stung in all directions
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Hilda was now in trouble
———–
As she struggled for breath
He tried to exit the pink cave
Past the larynx
Past the oesophagus
Past the rapidly swelling mouth
And out onto the cheek
On to the window ledge
Safe at last
———-
But now he was in trouble
———–
They called the paramedics
It was too late
It was in vain
It was a tragedy
Hilda never finished her drink
A doctor had to be called
He made his notes
And the wasp paid the price.
———-
He was no longer in trouble.
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Written for Poetry Jam
Life From A Park Bench 
oh my goodness..can you imagine swallowing a wasp….that would be insane…he lived through it…at least up til the end…smiles.
A WASP IN STOMACH, REALLY NICE IMAGINATION AND INTRICATE ONE TOO.
Oh my what a story. I do hope this was all imaginary! Poor Hilda, poor wasp.
Seeing from the other side is always an interesting experience. Poor wasp,
Elizabeth
http://soulsmusic.wordpress.com/2013/05/08/healing-path/
Yikes Alan ~ I think I will faint from shock ~
Great description of a terrible demise. Moral of the story: Always keep your mouth shut near WASPS:)
…what fun… i really loved the progression in this all throughout the entire read of this funny-trouble adventure…. glad to know that there is none in trouble now… smiles… loved it!!!
Who knew the story of a wasp could be so much fun?! Although, maybe not so much fun for poor Hilda.
You get the award for most creative and unique, Alan… but I still have no sympathy for the wasp.
This was always one of my fears, that a wasp would get inside a soda can and I would take a large sip. Glad this is (I hope) just a story, but it stung my imagination this morning.
OMG … I swallowed a fly once and thought I would DIE! A wasp, for sure I would. Great writ, Alan!!
Oh… what a story, what a poem. It is like watching a horror comedy… Beautiful write.
And Helen’s comment reminded me of this –
“There was an old lady who swallowed a fly
I don’t know why she swallowed a fly –
perhaps she’ll die…..”
I have seen this happen with a bee in a soda can….The girl was my neighbor and she was allergic to bees. The bee flew out of her mouth as she screamed and her mom had the medicine with her so all was well but ….probably not for the bee!
OMG! Talk about a freak event! Damn wasp! Poor Hilda! Great write, Alan!