Bee Poems
#bees
Bee poems, nature poetry about bees. Poems about bees in relation to honey, flowers, pollination and the sun. Also erotic poems using bees and their behaviour as metaphors.
wallyroo92
Poem Published
25th Jun 2023 2:24am
25th Jun 2023 2:24am
Sympathy for a Bee
On Father’s Day, we all hopped into the family van
It would be a two hour drive down to the beach
As I drove through the long and winding highway
My wife yelled “A BEE!’ somewhere out of reach
“Bee still” I told my wife trying to joke about it
Thinking the little guy is more scared us than her of him
“Leave it alone” I said as I kept my eye on the road
I’ve talked to bees before and I’d have to do it again
About an hour later we stopped for quick break
(The dog had an accident and had to let her out)
Meanwhile as the kids cleaned...
It would be a two hour drive down to the beach
As I drove through the long and winding highway
My wife yelled “A BEE!’ somewhere out of reach
“Bee still” I told my wife trying to joke about it
Thinking the little guy is more scared us than her of him
“Leave it alone” I said as I kept my eye on the road
I’ve talked to bees before and I’d have to do it again
About an hour later we stopped for quick break
(The dog had an accident and had to let her out)
Meanwhile as the kids cleaned...
#nature
#bees
278 reads
10 Comments
PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
20th Apr 2023 00:58am
20th Apr 2023 00:58am
Papa Bird, the Old Wizard
One night a country bumpkin told his friends an incredible story about an old wizard named Papa Bird. He resided alone in the mountainous area of Westmoreland. The people of the district said that he was an obeah man, but he regarded himself as a scientist. Papa Bird was no ordinary wizard; his magic was real. Moreover, he had strong supernatural powers.
All the witches and wizards in the district feared him because they were charlatans. Papa bird’s house was on top of a hill, and every day he would sit on the verandah and look down in the valley. When people wanted to visit...
All the witches and wizards in the district feared him because they were charlatans. Papa bird’s house was on top of a hill, and every day he would sit on the verandah and look down in the valley. When people wanted to visit...
#power
#river
#mountains
#bees
#magic
222 reads
3 Comments
asbr808
Anthony R
Anthony R
Poem Published
30th Mar 2023 8:25pm
30th Mar 2023 8:25pm
bumblebee
It’s quiet.
I mean, so quiet. So quiet you hear yourself think and you get lost in conversation with yourself. So quiet the second you hear anything you jump. But you don’t hear anything. The sun beats down silently, the lake is cool and flat as a mirror. I turn to my other side, laid up on a thick picnic blanket, red and white, on the low hill next to the house. A little house, brick, built before the town came. Before the road was there, before all the activity and movement. And away from the road you feel alone. Not in a bad way. Just alone. Alone and you know it’s only you in...
I mean, so quiet. So quiet you hear yourself think and you get lost in conversation with yourself. So quiet the second you hear anything you jump. But you don’t hear anything. The sun beats down silently, the lake is cool and flat as a mirror. I turn to my other side, laid up on a thick picnic blanket, red and white, on the low hill next to the house. A little house, brick, built before the town came. Before the road was there, before all the activity and movement. And away from the road you feel alone. Not in a bad way. Just alone. Alone and you know it’s only you in...
#loneliness
#sun
#bees
274 reads
3 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
14th Feb 2023 1:49pm
14th Feb 2023 1:49pm
Apiary Nights!
I entertained Cupid's standard dream
Saint Valentine induced in me
Where both were drinking Bailey's cream...
And celebrating amity.
They had careers and sexy wives
And perfect homes in heaven above
For spying on our mortal lives...
Of overcomplicated love.
Every day they would conspire
To clog the web with another post
About blue pills for more desire
From the father, son, and holy ghost.
But all the while what went unmarked
Was what...
Saint Valentine induced in me
Where both were drinking Bailey's cream...
And celebrating amity.
They had careers and sexy wives
And perfect homes in heaven above
For spying on our mortal lives...
Of overcomplicated love.
Every day they would conspire
To clog the web with another post
About blue pills for more desire
From the father, son, and holy ghost.
But all the while what went unmarked
Was what...
#love
#ValentinesDay
#bees
291 reads
0 Comments
alcedoathis2
Poem Published
25th Dec 2022 3:09pm
25th Dec 2022 3:09pm
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#birds
#butterfly
#nature #bees
#nature #bees
343 reads
2 Comments
LightningBug
Poem Published
12th Jun 2022 10:01pm
12th Jun 2022 10:01pm
Java Intrigue
Making this coffee
It truly seems to be
Blessing wishes freely
To brew some for thee
Under the yon coconut tree
Dreaming by the azure sea —
Singing to the bonny bee’s
Beneath verdant canopies,
Buzzing flower to flower
Looking like lazy daisy heads lower’d
Heads not much like sunflowers
At all but, something sweeter,
Glistening nectars
Needed by nesters,
Baby bumbles and others
Otherwise known as bears —
Chugging java cups
Keeps them coming back up
Trees in mind’s eyes
To concoct more java
You...
It truly seems to be
Blessing wishes freely
To brew some for thee
Under the yon coconut tree
Dreaming by the azure sea —
Singing to the bonny bee’s
Beneath verdant canopies,
Buzzing flower to flower
Looking like lazy daisy heads lower’d
Heads not much like sunflowers
At all but, something sweeter,
Glistening nectars
Needed by nesters,
Baby bumbles and others
Otherwise known as bears —
Chugging java cups
Keeps them coming back up
Trees in mind’s eyes
To concoct more java
You...
#happiness
#animals
#nature
#bees
#ForbiddenLove
380 reads
2 Comments
CanisInc-Untis
Poem Published
12th May 2022 11:47am
12th May 2022 11:47am
The Hornet and the Spider
in playground quiet
childhood swings
spinster sinister spinning
spreading lattice
marking the artflow
soul pneumatics
welcoming Spring
in dark corners
for palpable thing
black diamond
vampirical suspense
queen of the hunt
indomitable
definable
exquisite
mortifiable preying
in all her splendour
corpulent
crowned with obsidian
eyes incorporeal jewels
master-crafted her world
far from other realms
interweaving
interconnected
conduits
not a thread was left ...
childhood swings
spinster sinister spinning
spreading lattice
marking the artflow
soul pneumatics
welcoming Spring
in dark corners
for palpable thing
black diamond
vampirical suspense
queen of the hunt
indomitable
definable
exquisite
mortifiable preying
in all her splendour
corpulent
crowned with obsidian
eyes incorporeal jewels
master-crafted her world
far from other realms
interweaving
interconnected
conduits
not a thread was left ...
#hope
#war
#nature
#bees
#bittersweet
338 reads
0 Comments
archie23
Poem Published
23rd Dec 2021 1:42pm
23rd Dec 2021 1:42pm
The Queen spoke to me
She shuffled side to side upon the coffee table
early in the afternoon outside as I smoked a cigarette
A queen ant with wings searching for a mate
seeking to create a hive as I sought to be alive
I spoke to her
She listened to my words
She danced before me
I commented upon her beauty
She inched closer towards me.
she walked along the edge of the table
She flew onto my knee, then lost
I told her destiny
That will never be
early in the afternoon outside as I smoked a cigarette
A queen ant with wings searching for a mate
seeking to create a hive as I sought to be alive
I spoke to her
She listened to my words
She danced before me
I commented upon her beauty
She inched closer towards me.
she walked along the edge of the table
She flew onto my knee, then lost
I told her destiny
That will never be
#nature
#bees
612 reads
3 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
19th Nov 2021 11:23am
19th Nov 2021 11:23am
death from above
Death from above 1953
My uncle
Was seaman
Died in Marseilles
A pig on a balcony
Fell on him.
Mother said
He died at sea
When a mine
Struck his ship.
A likely explanation
That served
His widow well
When telling her
husband was
a hero.
My uncle
Was seaman
Died in Marseilles
A pig on a balcony
Fell on him.
Mother said
He died at sea
When a mine
Struck his ship.
A likely explanation
That served
His widow well
When telling her
husband was
a hero.
#dogs
#cats
#birds
#butterfly
#bees
367 reads
2 Comments
SatInUGal
Kumar
Kumar
Poem Published
18th Aug 2021 2:53am
18th Aug 2021 2:53am
BEE LEASH
His relationship
With the queen is beautiful
And perfectly formed
With the queen is beautiful
And perfectly formed
#bees
#senryu
#haiku
371 reads
0 Comments
anewpoet
William Fox
William Fox
Poem Published
16th Aug 2021 1:45pm
16th Aug 2021 1:45pm
Let's Go Camping
Camping can be a lot
of fun but after the 2nd day
I was constantly wondering
what kind of a bug is gonna
bite me next and I kept
on praying as hard as I
could pray I hope another
Evil Bumble Bee
does not sting me
anything but that
of fun but after the 2nd day
I was constantly wondering
what kind of a bug is gonna
bite me next and I kept
on praying as hard as I
could pray I hope another
Evil Bumble Bee
does not sting me
anything but that
#bees
422 reads
1 Comment
SatInUGal
Kumar
Kumar
Poem Published
28th Jul 2021 12:38pm
28th Jul 2021 12:38pm
POSSIBLY A NOBLE SACRIFICE
I feel like a bee
That’s just had its guts spilled out—
To what end, unknown
That’s just had its guts spilled out—
To what end, unknown
#bees
#senryu
#sacrifice
495 reads
1 Comment
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