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Zywa Dec 11
Heaven allures us,

a scent of higher honey --


draws us to full height.
Poem "Het lied der dwaze bijen" ("The song of the foolish bees", 1934, Martinus Nijhoff)

Collection "Passage Passion"
Sunflowers wave and sway
Bees land to reap their rewards
Pollen finds a new home
Inside the flower
the nectar is sweet
The bee is enchanted
her reverie deep

She lights on the roses
and hums her delight
The bee is so busy
She’s beautiful bright

When you taste your honey
Remember the bee
Remember the flowers
ecstatic and free
G Vermeulen Aug 30
I hear you buzzing
Your tiny hairs so loving
You scour
Eyeing the tastiest wildflower

Not good enough
Going to the next
Finding that good stuff
Putting them all to the test

There it is
The brightest colour
And in a ****
You sit on its collar

Nectar drinking
Easy thinking
Doing your task
No need for a mask

Your buzz fades
Flying away
On a crusade
Into the sunrays
a mere attempt at encompassing the beauty of bees
Bekah Halle Aug 11
simple delights: warm air carrying buzzing bees,
pollinating big trees, bringing me to my knees,
alive and grateful; yes, please!
Lawrence Hall Mar 16
Lawrence Hall, HSG
Mhall46184@aol.com

                                  Gardening with Happy Bees

                                      …for so work the honey-bees,
                      Creatures that by a rule in nature teach
                       The act of order to a peopled kingdom

                                     -Henry V, I.ii.87-89

A bumblebee hovers in front of my face
No hostility; it’s simply greeting me
As I putter from *** to place to *** again
Messing contentedly with seedlings and soil

But honeybees race around me in formation
No hostility; they’re ignoring me
They speed from water to flower to hive and back –
After all, every flower needs a little love (wink)

Blessed spring hovers softly everywhere
As bee-sy bees sing their sweetest airs
MsTruth Mar 3
It is the season for new buds and blossoms,
For a Mirabelle plum tree that blooms
Attracting bees that hum like softly rolling thunder
What a bright, white and scented wonder!
George Krokos Oct 2023
The birds and the bees
are all at one with nature
living as they do
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Written in 2020.
Grief arrives like a mist across the fields.
Bees brave the morning chill to work the last of the marjoram.
The suprise swallow nest, above the shop door, is empty.
There's a metal taste in my mouth.
It's like the tea I used to get from the Friends stall at my local hospital.
Left.
Over-stewed.
Late Summer throws her gifts at us with outrageous generosity.
Plenty beyond reason
Harvest beyond measure.
In the Oriental medicine tradition, Autumn is the season most associated with the element if Metal. Late Summer is associated with the element of Earth.
Hussein Dekmak Mar 2023
When spring arrives, it touches nature’s heart, and awakens it into a new life
Trees are blossoming
Beautiful Lilly flowers are blooming
Fields are dressed in a green garment
Blue butterflies are flying
Bees are buzzing
Baby bunnies are playing
Birds are chirping in backyards
Water springs are bursting
Water waves are dancing
Nature is burning love

I wonder, if we as human being could bring out the best in us, and show the whole world our inner beauty by the touch of spring?

Hussein Dekmak
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