The craziest thing happened to me;
I had a strange encounter with a bumblebee.
My husband was cutting the neighbors lawn,
As I sat on our back patio with the radio on.
I was soaking in the beautiful spring day,
The bee landed on me and was there to stay.
As it stood on the top of my left hand, I froze:
I wasnt sure how i was going to oppose...
I gently shook my arm hoping it would fly off,
But No, it stuck around, refusing to takeoff
There were many thoughts now in my head;
One option was to flick it off my hand instead.
Then I thought: bad idea, it will sting you
At this point, I didnt know what else to do.
So I softly shook my hand again, to no avail-
This bumblebee was not going to bail!
Then I heard my husband say, "honey"?
I quickly responded, "yeah"?
"Would you grab the **** whacker over the fence"? He asked
I responded, "hold on, a bee landed on me".
"What?" he asked, unsure of what i just said.
I slowly, stood up and approached the fence,
As I lifted up my hand, I became very tense.
The bee was content to ride along as i walked
I had been completly and utterly shocked.
The bumblebee remained perfectly in place-
Which I was forced to simply embrace.
As my husband handed the **** eater over
I showed him the bee on me and was the prover
My husband asked, "will you open the gate for me"
My answer, " the bee and I will meet you out front".
Just then— the bee flew away.
Apr 23
Apr 23, 2026 at 10:59 PM UTC
The craziest thing happened to me;
I had a strange encounter with a bumblebee.
My husband was cutting the neighbors lawn,
As I sat on our back patio with the radio on.
I was soaking in the beautiful spring day,
The bee landed on me and was there to stay.
As it stood on the top of my left hand, I froze:
I wasnt sure how i was going to oppose...
I gently shook my arm hoping it would fly off,
But No, it stuck around, refusing to takeoff
There were many thoughts now in my head;
One option was to flick it off my hand instead.
Then I thought: bad idea, it will sting you
At this point, I didnt know what else to do.
So I softly shook my hand again, to no avail-
This bumblebee was not going to bail!
Then I heard my husband say, "honey"?
I quickly responded, "yeah"?
"Would you grab the **** whacker over the fence"? He asked
I responded, "hold on, a bee landed on me".
"What?" he asked, unsure of what i just said.
I slowly, stood up and approached the fence,
As I lifted up my hand, I became very tense.
The bee was content to ride along as i walked
I had been completly and utterly shocked.
The bumblebee remained perfectly in place-
Which I was forced to simply embrace.
As my husband handed the **** eater over
I showed him the bee on me and was the prover
My husband asked, "will you open the gate for me"
My answer, " the bee and I will meet you out front".
Just then— the bee flew away.
A poetry exercise - write a poem about a recent incident as if you were telling a story to a room full of people, icoeporate a conversational tone and dialog
