Bee banded in black and yellow
Buzzes by lacey white flowers,
Lush pink blooms and
Prickly purple plants.
Dandelions, soft as clouds
And bright as the sun,
Scent tease the bee,
"Shouting, "here, here, here!"
Bee heavy with the daily take,
Uses blue sky to travel home,
Dances the flower map, to share
The trail to tasty gold.
About the Creator
Terry Roe
Some people paint, others dance, and happy people sing. Writing is the white space that allows me to color some moods, move some thoughts, and hum some tunes.
Fair Exchange, No Robberies
Dark Memoirs - Index There are at least two kinds of people in the world: those who write this half-arsed kind of intro to a story that looks to separate the rare and the norm, and those who realise it's an overused framing device and don't.
By Paul Stewart6 days ago in Chapters
Comments (1)
Beautiful!