Poems About Bees Published by Members Recently Online
#bees
The Honey Bunch
Apologies, bold daffy dill,
it's another rainy day you face
when what I think you'd rather embrace
were sunbeams taming winter chill.
But bloom you must, and bloom you will,
to set a standard for the pace
of flowers getting to first base
in vernal pollination thrill
wherein the bees showcase some skill
in load logistic micro space
with stamen like steeples in the chase
for pollen loads intent to spill...
so she, her flight path will retrace,
to bee no springtime charity case!
it's another rainy day you face
when what I think you'd rather embrace
were sunbeams taming winter chill.
But bloom you must, and bloom you will,
to set a standard for the pace
of flowers getting to first base
in vernal pollination thrill
wherein the bees showcase some skill
in load logistic micro space
with stamen like steeples in the chase
for pollen loads intent to spill...
so she, her flight path will retrace,
to bee no springtime charity case!
#nature
#bees
167 reads
8 Comments
The Honey Bunch
Apologies, bold daffy dill,
it's another rainy day you face
when what I think you'd rather embrace
were sunbeams taming winter chill.
But bloom you must, and bloom you will,
to set a standard for the pace
of flowers getting to first base
in vernal pollination thrill
wherein the bees showcase some skill
in load logistic micro space
with stamen like steeples in the chase
for pollen loads intent to spill...
so she, her flight path will retrace,
to bee no springtime charity case!
it's another rainy day you face
when what I think you'd rather embrace
were sunbeams taming winter chill.
But bloom you must, and bloom you will,
to set a standard for the pace
of flowers getting to first base
in vernal pollination thrill
wherein the bees showcase some skill
in load logistic micro space
with stamen like steeples in the chase
for pollen loads intent to spill...
so she, her flight path will retrace,
to bee no springtime charity case!
#nature
#bees
167 reads
8 Comments
When A Bee, Sees Me!
How is that flower
Able to move
Does it have pollen
Secreted within its groove
It smells like honey
Or some kind of Mead
A very curious blossom
To bee, or not to bee, indeed!
Ah, a buttercup
Time for a jive
I'll load up my bags
And return to the hive
Anyone else seen that walking flower
Is it a Triffid or some such thing
Maybe a human will plant it
Wanna bee a bee without a sting...
by Jemia
Able to move
Does it have pollen
Secreted within its groove
It smells like honey
Or some kind of Mead
A very curious blossom
To bee, or not to bee, indeed!
Ah, a buttercup
Time for a jive
I'll load up my bags
And return to the hive
Anyone else seen that walking flower
Is it a Triffid or some such thing
Maybe a human will plant it
Wanna bee a bee without a sting...
by Jemia
#funny
#bees
#surreal
276 reads
1 Comment
When A Bee, Sees Me!
How is that flower
Able to move
Does it have pollen
Secreted within its groove
It smells like honey
Or some kind of Mead
A very curious blossom
To bee, or not to bee, indeed!
Ah, a buttercup
Time for a jive
I'll load up my bags
And return to the hive
Anyone else seen that walking flower
Is it a Triffid or some such thing
Maybe a human will plant it
Wanna bee a bee without a sting...
by Jemia
Able to move
Does it have pollen
Secreted within its groove
It smells like honey
Or some kind of Mead
A very curious blossom
To bee, or not to bee, indeed!
Ah, a buttercup
Time for a jive
I'll load up my bags
And return to the hive
Anyone else seen that walking flower
Is it a Triffid or some such thing
Maybe a human will plant it
Wanna bee a bee without a sting...
by Jemia
#funny
#bees
#surreal
276 reads
1 Comment
When A Bee, Sees Me!
How is that flower
Able to move
Does it have pollen
Secreted within its groove
It smells like honey
Or some kind of Mead
A very curious blossom
To bee, or not to bee, indeed!
Ah, a buttercup
Time for a jive
I'll load up my bags
And return to the hive
Anyone else seen that walking flower
Is it a Triffid or some such thing
Maybe a human will plant it
Wanna bee a bee without a sting...
by Jemia
Able to move
Does it have pollen
Secreted within its groove
It smells like honey
Or some kind of Mead
A very curious blossom
To bee, or not to bee, indeed!
Ah, a buttercup
Time for a jive
I'll load up my bags
And return to the hive
Anyone else seen that walking flower
Is it a Triffid or some such thing
Maybe a human will plant it
Wanna bee a bee without a sting...
by Jemia
#funny
#bees
#surreal
276 reads
1 Comment
Honeybee Haiku
summer’s honeybee
nose dusted bright with pollen
a sweet courier
nose dusted bright with pollen
a sweet courier
#flowers
#nature
#bees
313 reads
10 Comments
Honeybee Haiku
summer’s honeybee
nose dusted bright with pollen
a sweet courier
nose dusted bright with pollen
a sweet courier
#flowers
#nature
#bees
313 reads
10 Comments
Honeybee Haiku
summer’s honeybee
nose dusted bright with pollen
a sweet courier
nose dusted bright with pollen
a sweet courier
#flowers
#nature
#bees
313 reads
10 Comments
Nature Moving
One only waxes poetic,
Recounting nature's perfect kinetics.
Uses only immaculate phrasing,
To emphasise how amazing,
The stems, heavy hips.
The dropping of honey drips,
From the honeycomb,
That it's swaying whips.
The bee, hovers over, with power.
But gentle, goes into her flower.
The plosion of pollen.
What remains, the wind devours.
The cyrsos that conceals
A mirage that is real.
In flutters, her wings are spread,
A sensuous reveal
The Monarch, making love with The...
Recounting nature's perfect kinetics.
Uses only immaculate phrasing,
To emphasise how amazing,
The stems, heavy hips.
The dropping of honey drips,
From the honeycomb,
That it's swaying whips.
The bee, hovers over, with power.
But gentle, goes into her flower.
The plosion of pollen.
What remains, the wind devours.
The cyrsos that conceals
A mirage that is real.
In flutters, her wings are spread,
A sensuous reveal
The Monarch, making love with The...
#bees
#birds
#butterfly
#flowers
#nature
116 reads
5 Comments
Nature Moving
One only waxes poetic,
Recounting nature's perfect kinetics.
Uses only immaculate phrasing,
To emphasise how amazing,
The stems, heavy hips.
The dropping of honey drips,
From the honeycomb,
That it's swaying whips.
The bee, hovers over, with power.
But gentle, goes into her flower.
The plosion of pollen.
What remains, the wind devours.
The cyrsos that conceals
A mirage that is real.
In flutters, her wings are spread,
A sensuous reveal
The Monarch, making love with The...
Recounting nature's perfect kinetics.
Uses only immaculate phrasing,
To emphasise how amazing,
The stems, heavy hips.
The dropping of honey drips,
From the honeycomb,
That it's swaying whips.
The bee, hovers over, with power.
But gentle, goes into her flower.
The plosion of pollen.
What remains, the wind devours.
The cyrsos that conceals
A mirage that is real.
In flutters, her wings are spread,
A sensuous reveal
The Monarch, making love with The...
#bees
#birds
#butterfly
#flowers
#nature
116 reads
5 Comments
Nature Moving
One only waxes poetic,
Recounting nature's perfect kinetics.
Uses only immaculate phrasing,
To emphasise how amazing,
The stems, heavy hips.
The dropping of honey drips,
From the honeycomb,
That it's swaying whips.
The bee, hovers over, with power.
But gentle, goes into her flower.
The plosion of pollen.
What remains, the wind devours.
The cyrsos that conceals
A mirage that is real.
In flutters, her wings are spread,
A sensuous reveal
The Monarch, making love with The...
Recounting nature's perfect kinetics.
Uses only immaculate phrasing,
To emphasise how amazing,
The stems, heavy hips.
The dropping of honey drips,
From the honeycomb,
That it's swaying whips.
The bee, hovers over, with power.
But gentle, goes into her flower.
The plosion of pollen.
What remains, the wind devours.
The cyrsos that conceals
A mirage that is real.
In flutters, her wings are spread,
A sensuous reveal
The Monarch, making love with The...
#bees
#birds
#butterfly
#flowers
#nature
116 reads
5 Comments
Nature Moving
One only waxes poetic,
Recounting nature's perfect kinetics.
Uses only immaculate phrasing,
To emphasise how amazing,
The stems, heavy hips.
The dropping of honey drips,
From the honeycomb,
That it's swaying whips.
The bee, hovers over, with power.
But gentle, goes into her flower.
The plosion of pollen.
What remains, the wind devours.
The cyrsos that conceals
A mirage that is real.
In flutters, her wings are spread,
A sensuous reveal
The Monarch, making love with The...
Recounting nature's perfect kinetics.
Uses only immaculate phrasing,
To emphasise how amazing,
The stems, heavy hips.
The dropping of honey drips,
From the honeycomb,
That it's swaying whips.
The bee, hovers over, with power.
But gentle, goes into her flower.
The plosion of pollen.
What remains, the wind devours.
The cyrsos that conceals
A mirage that is real.
In flutters, her wings are spread,
A sensuous reveal
The Monarch, making love with The...
#bees
#birds
#butterfly
#flowers
#nature
116 reads
5 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Bees Published by Members Recently Online