by Victor Buhagiar |
Categories:
butterfly, love,
If I were a butterfly
would you love me more?
would you treat me delicately?
look deep into my core?
If I were a butterfly
would you let me land
on the tip of your finger
or let me play upon the sand?
If I were a butterfly
would you be gentle and nice?
breathe softly upon me
and kiss me lightly thrice?
If I were a butterfly,
alas I'd fly away
for staying with you, darling
there's quite a lot to pay.
If I were a butterfly
I'd rather my soul be free
Never tied to slavery
paying you too high a fee.
Yet if I were a butterfly
would you fly away with me?
Or always unfaithful, would you
fly away with a bumble bee?
by Tim Smith |
Categories:
dream, love,
Floating across rivers, valleys, and streams
I'm thinking of living inside of your dreams
Run barefoot through nature, you chasing me
End up tripping and falling in love by the sea
We're two eagles that fly, soaring high in the sky
Let the wind take our bodies, as life passes on by
You're a delicate flower, I'm a young honey bee
Sucking your nectar and starting a new family tree
Sliding down rainbows after a warm springtime mist
Laughter and giggles when on your cheek I plant my kiss
Your dream will not end having me inside you
Our days will get brighter and our night times will too
by Line Gauthier |
Categories:
confidence, faith, longing, love, soulmate, time, wisdom,
to find one's soulmate
one needs to listen to their heart
some set out for the big quest
the truth is your soulmate is nearby
your mate’s destiny is to find you
strange how serendipity works
while you keep busy being
the best person you can become
your soulmate will hover around you
like a bee to a flower
it will happen when you least expect it
when you're at peace within
you’ll recognize your soulmate
you just need to listen with your heart
AP: Honorable Mention 2021, Honorable Mention 2021
Submitted on July 17, 2021 for contest I SEE LOVE sponsored by MYSTIC ROSE ROSE
POTD - May 6, 2021
Originally posted on May 4, 2021
by Patricia Cresswell |
Categories:
poetess,
Poetess
i am the twisted sister of a twister
lava lady just learning to boil
my words erupt
yes they are mine
no matter the language
age or blasphemy
i will bid and they will obey
the garnet blood of passion
be it love or otherwise
will spread its intoxicating infusion
to heat the feeble mind to intensities
that will make the priest weep in his vows
and down in the dives where the hip grinding
sweat soaking miasma of lust cradles
blues will be reborn
I am the queen bee dripping with honeyed pearls
she who scratches with a stick in mud
plays keys full of white lightening
here to spread sweet hot spice
on a gray woolsock world.
by Regina Mcintosh |
Categories:
appreciation, poetry, song,
The perfect poem goes something like this –
Feeling stings, like a bee
Quick as a tear
Just as abruptly as a star’s glowing
A whisper, a sigh, a stirring –
Stars of Clarity…
What it means to truly see beyond
The grief, the longing, the all-consuming
Passion!
The perfect poem is any poem that bleeds,
Not just ink
But light, laughter, love
Signs of life beneath layers of words!
by Mohammad Abedin |
Categories:
garden, spring,
It is spring in my garden
roses are blooming
cuckoos are crying
The winter has been passed
summer is coming
It is so easy to write a poem in the spring
when the river flows gently to the sea
when the sakura shines
in the moonlit night.
Honey-bee dances in my garden
because it is spring
Flowers spreading sweet smell
in the cloudless blue sky
Could you imagine a garden
in the moonlit night of a spring
It can make a poem of love
It can open all the windows of your mind
by Joyce Johnson |
Categories:
nature
humble bumble bee
brings pollen from apple tree
to make his honey
he feeds his loved queen
to protect her he gets mean
his stings aren’t funny
a hive is his home
he fills it with honeycomb
for love not money
For Carol Brown's "What's the Buzz" contest
Carol gave me a no. 1
by Cherilyn Fry |
Categories:
nature
Walk outside
open your eyes
leave yourself behind
and take in what your mother is giving you freely -
have a look at that flower
notice the symmetry of it all
a perfect mandala
a reflection of your mother's divine nature and love for u
notice the bee that lands gently upon the flower
collecting pollen in it's saddlebags on it's furry black legs
as it flits in natures dance from flower to flower
collecting gathering being a part of the cycle of life -
this is an amazing planet
full of beauty
overflowing with love
our home
mine
and
yours.
by Abe Lopez |
Categories:
animals, nature
Singing pollen songs
Lips anointed with honey
Priestess of Delphi
Filling her pollen basket
Propolis giving comb love
by Sharon Gulley |
Categories:
humor, me,
Honey Bee Honey Bee bring
by your charm. Your sweet
warmth from your swarm.
Makes us some honey as
sweet as a flower. Pile the
hive full in your golden tower.
Pancakes and muffins, and
French toast. A million ways to
eat it, I think I love your sweet
honey, the most.
Honey Bee Honey Bee I hope
you will always want to be here.
I will wait for you with my plate
and fork and a smile full of cheer.
I'll guard and protect you as you
weave and I hope you never ever
want to leave.
by Bj Legros Kelley |
Categories:
beautiful, beauty, blessing, day, flower, may,
May your May
be blessed with sunshine
and flowers on your sill
May the breeze be filled
with joy's peace
Of love no one
Can steal
May your May
Find gardens lovely
Upon your path of life
May gentle showers
of love rain
To wash you from
all strife
May your May
Bee Blessed
The month through
And honey touch your
tongue
With songs of joy
filling your heart
Through each new day
Bee sung!
by David Smalling |
Categories:
love, longing, longing, love, planet,
Like a stigma waiting for the pollen
Like nectar waiting for the bee
Like groom longing while in heaven
My love, I wait for thee
Like the crop yearning for gentle rain
Like waves longing for the shore
Like love longing for summer O again
My love, I long for you more
And I have felt the harrows of doubt
And tasted gall in glass of trust
And sipped not from the wine of mouth
My love, for logic is not in lust
But patient like the moon I do remain
By no storm to lose my course
I circle one star, to one planet pertain
My love and all its intercourse.
by Ts Poetry |
Categories:
love,
I traipse across your page
dining on the inflection amid reflection
and amorous dalliance
diluting my soul ever so slowly
dipping my fingers into you
the scent of sentiment
I'm not like the bee, the butterflies
or the bear searching for honey
I'm a string
strung out for all to see
wrapping the bits around my finger
each loop a perfect memory
meant to last a lifetime
dip me in holy waters
cross my heart and kiss my sky
there's no fraying or temptation
just freedom in the feeling
I shall wander in your eye
by Tim Smith |
Categories:
dream, love,
Floating across rivers, valleys, and streams
I'm thinking of living inside of your dreams
Running barefoot through nature, you chasing me
End up tripping and falling in love by the sea
We're two eagles that fly, soaring high in the sky
Letting the wind take our bodies, as life passes by
You're a delicate flower, I'm a young honey bee
Sucking your nectar with you encompassing me
Sliding down rainbows after a warm springtime mist
Laughter and giggles when on your cheek I plant my kiss
Your dream will not end having me inside of you
Nights endlessly brighter all fantasy coming true
*A revised re-post from the archives
by Gyanu Adhikari |
Categories:
beautiful, beauty, flower, joy,
My Queen Bee
I have a castle of love for u,
Build with countless pride.
Sweet, glorious,
Drops of beautiful,
Pansy, julie shining bright.
I can work all day night,
Just remain by my side.
You are My Queen,
Lovely my Queen,
Ruling entire tribe.
Your eyes melts me
Touch blends me
Sleeking,
To next high.
My Queen Bee,
All I needed is,
Grow old by your side.
by Eve Roper |
Categories:
fairy, fantasy, love,
A fervent fairy
In romantic dream
Holds a watering
Can, flitting over
Her daisy sweetheart.
Morning sunlight
Obscure bee whirs,
Round fair-haired face
Tease twinkle toes.
Mice clamor,
Hedgehog rolls
Heather blooms.
Weaving
Spider
Hides.
1/6/2021
by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories:
first love,
I was a rose to
a butterfly love so brief
Does he recall me? I hope
Like a honey bee
I sipped his love. Where is he?
He lives in my poetry
July 15, 2021
For 'A BRIAN STRAND your pick' Contest
by David Smalling |
Categories:
hope, natureearth,
A bee came buzzing too soon, too soon
The season is not yet in its June
The sap must rise to the breast of the moon
And roots must lust for the earth in ruin
I am planting in September rain
When the ice winds come shall this remain
Shall sow my love to earth in vain
Shall the winter's cross bring me pain
The bee does not hesitate, in faith
It buzzes to find the flower, and wait
Enshrine in dazzling dance, in spate
With the autumn's fruitful date
O but the barren glade is bare, is bare
Except for concrete everywhere
Shall bowers green brim again here
And the bee brims with honey from my darling dear?
by Paula Goldsmith |
Categories:
beauty, flower, old, silence, sweet, time, uplifting,
In my pretty garden,
I see a new blossom.
Each morning the flowers,
welcome me with their silence.
I love to see the swirling butterflies,
going in for a kiss from the flowers.
Following close behind,
I see a big yellow bee.
The old rustic fence and gate,
holds all this beauty.
The beauty does emanate from the flowers,
will the silk synthetic flowers take over?
Swirling around me,
is a heavenly and timeless scent.
Is this all an illusion,
no because I am in God's real garden.
by Mike Gentile |
Categories:
beauty, how i feel, life, sad,
Oh Sweet Seasons,
Return to me
Bring back the summers
of love in the sand
of champagne moons
and dancing in the sun
Send me your autumns
on apple cider breeze
and nature’s confetti
of auburn and gold
Frost me in winters
with marshmallow mountains
warmed by hot chocolate
and pine coned embers
Then let life renew
oh sweet seasons of spring
with lilac memories
and honey bee serenade
by Angela Crabtree |
Categories:
life, people,
I don't believe in getting angry
and arguing over things
yet there are people who do sadly
as does a bee that stings
why can't people be friends
and love as the Bible says
instead a relationship ends
tis what it does
are we doomed to this behavior
or will it one day lend
finding success and not failure
in the message we send
weary as I walk alone
in my reasoning
though heavy I carry the stone
tired as I'm weakening
soon strength I'll regain
as time passes through
and joy will remain
for now my time is due
by Marius Alexandru |
Categories:
3rd grade, 4th grade, child, children, june, kid, summer,
No more school, I sleep till noon,
Oh, how much I love you, June!
In the garden, I smell roses perfume
Oh, how much I love you, June!
Butterflies and a small bee,
everywhere are following me.
I play hide and seek with the sun,
Everything I do is fun.
I can fly my kite so high,
Next to airplanes in the sky,
I’ll go fishing, ride my bike,
I will do all that I like.
I’ll go to the pool, a lot
June is perfect, not too hot.
Oh, and the ice cream…chocolate, fudge,
June's the best! You be the judge,
I will meet with cousins, friends,
I hope the summer never ends.
by M. L. Kiser |
Categories:
animal, books, cat, cute, fun, poems, poetry,
We knock off books,
it’s what we do.
We knock off books,
so librarian, Kit Mew
will have to put them back, you see,
We turned Kit Mew, into a busy bee.
We knock off books,
to irritate;
we knock off books,
till very late.
Kit Mew hates mice but,
she won’t catch us;
we hide in the walls and
we’re always above.
We knock off books,
we make a mess;
Old Kit Mew
can’t pass our tests.
because all of the books we knock off shelves,
we always love to, read ourselves.
Hey Kit, Hey Mew
There’s just us two.
Two mice who like to
aggri-va-a-a-te you.
C’mon Kit Mew, just put them back,
don’t give us any Meow’y flack.
by Joe Dimino |
Categories:
nature, passion, seasons, sensual, spring, sweet love, winter,
The bee is a-buzzing~
a sweeter time of year –
for the hive is a-growing,
has to be dearly fed, as
the queen was off a-queening
had taken fond drones
to her sultry bed –
flowers, all-efficient,
the earth's blushing, reddening
ripening fertile ways –
Spring giving all colorful
blaze, warmly enticing
brightly dutifully tinting
adding uplifting expression
to
earth's
cold
drab
definitely
needing
inspiring
far too
dispassionate
winter
phase.
by Tahira Parveen |
Categories:
art, child, children, funny love, giggle, hilarious, love,
I've been given a fancy name for my illness
Clinically obese
It may be contagious
Never before seen in my colony
I can't work or lift a finger
Nice to see every one rally around me
Even the queen bee is worried
As what happened to me
Even sent the worker bees
All for one, hopefully one for all
Giving me a hand
I'm going to a special unit for unique bees.