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Rhododendron bumblebees
Oh how weak my knees can be
Counting every step
it’s a threat, no it’s death

Palm leaves, apple trees
wishing that I could believe
my body is a temple
break it down tenfold

Lungs heave
free me
trapped inside this barn
my body is a spool of yarn.

watch me string it out
deadhead Feb 24
Your words drip with
Honey.
Oh, but isn't it
Funny,
That you should hate the bees?
leo Feb 12
the smell of hyacinths is like
hearing bees surrouding you
with there little furry bodies
it's like
feeling the sunshine on your back
while reading your favourite novel
it's the
taste of cold ice
that melts in your mouth and drips of your waffle
it's the
sweet honey
that you put on your toast every morning
the smell of hyacinths is the feeling of summer
i want summer! i hate covid
Beauty of nature
Everything in harmony
The blossom can’t wait
to become a flower
To show her colors
To attract the bees 🐝

Shell✨🐚
Beauty of nature, everything in harmony as was meant to be.
Xaela San Jan 20
THE SUN GOES UP

AND THE FLOWERS
FACES THE SKY

WHILE THE BEES
SWARM WITH THE BREEZE

BRINGING NECTAR
IN THEIR LIPS

COLLECTING POLLENS
IN THEIR WINGS

BRINGING SPRING
IN THE HIVE'S FEAST.
I missed going outside where I can see nature.
Traveler Nov 2020
As the bird sings
My poetry flows
Every day
I sing and go
So
While on yer busy flight
Buzzin the flowers
For the Queen
Or yer honey delight

Stop and give a listen
‘Cause like the bird
It’s an audience
We’re-all-a-missing

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Traveler Tim

Waves it goes in waves
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