you buzz about like
you think you’re
a queen be(e)ing
rude, dismissive,
uninterested in any
thing but yourself
they all flit around
trying to gain your
favor – be(e)your favorite
worker, the most productive –
flowery words winging
through the room
and in the corner – all
alone, unimpressed, under
dressed, one solitary
bumbling be(e)ing
scribbles all he sees
into a poem
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It’s about bees (in three stanzas) in the Garden this weekend
So clever!
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Thanks 😊
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I enjoy the way you play with your words and your letters. There is always something brewing within the layers of your poetry… and then something beneath that. I like it!
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A poem buzzing with be[e]haviour and the poet wins the day. I really enjoyed this flight from the garden to your blog!
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Oh yes.. I can see this all around me… I think I have been all three bees during my life
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I much prefer being the bee in the corner…Creative take on the prompt
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I like this ~ honey sweet!
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