plump black and yellow bumble bee
pollinating creature you are
always on the move
never an idle moment in your day
your fuzzy body tickles flowers
uncontrollable laughter it ignites
your hum-like buzzing voice
gently carries in still morning air
drifting through the garden
beauty touches you, all along your way
determinedly moving flower to flower
giving and taking each stop you make
the cat in the window, sitting ever so still
invites you to play some dastardly game
need i say
you dare not partake
watching you makes me wonder
a favorite flower have you
your frequent stops, a clue perhaps
the sprawling shaggy veronicas
might be it, at least today
a wish offered to you and all other bumble bees
may flowers sprout a lifetime
and may summer last an eternity
Lahari: Thank you for your comment and glad you enjoyed this poem.
The poem was full of innocence and it was a pleasure reading it.
Thanks Kai (good seeing you back), Dan (you have all the fixings), and Quasar (enjoy your weekend as well).
this poem is wonderful!
🙂
Between Hakuin and the bumblebee, I’ve been busy like a bee meself. Nice to catch up a bit. With your poetry, among other things. Nice ones, as usual.
Just fixed the sink.
Maybe we’ll eat something now.
Nice rain showers and other delights here and there.
Hi Don, great stuff
Wishing you a buzz filled fuss free weekend
bizzy bee
buzzing free
lovely.
and this reminds me of some human bumble bees 🙂
Floots: Thanks so much, and I’m with you!
i’m with you on those last lines
love the flowers and the bees
(and the cigarette trees and the soda-water fountains) 🙂
thank you for this uplifting piece
cheers