Tiny bees that don't bite or sting, like the mocking bird they only sing
In tiny tubes of wax, protected they relax, playing on musical wing
Inside their hum, off walls a resounding drum, nature's melody
marching band flying scrum as out they come, silent symphony
As they gather in a flying lather, they beckon suns rays to paint spring
so tiny a soul who's only goal is honey, made of silent songs, for all to bring
A cloud they spin without a din, moving periods in a sentence unsaid
Moving off in space, a vanishing face, messages of nature unread
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Beautiful morning read, sorenbarrett. Finally, it i light enough to go water my flowers and attract my bees.
Thank you Jerry these bees the size of a flea buzz about but cause no harm, oh that people would take the hint.
Your poem captures the beauty and significance of bees, portraying them as gentle creatures that contribute to nature’s harmony through their labor and song. It emphasizes their role in the ecosystem, particularly in the creation of honey and the pollination of flowers, while also alluding to the unacknowledged communication and artistry present in nature.
Thank you my friend for the interpretation of this piece it is most appreciated
Wow, reading this felt like listening in on nature’s secret rehearsal—music made of wings and silence. You caught their essence perfectly, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Thank you my friend I have a nest of these tiny bees under my foundation and they are so quite smarming around the door but inside is a constant hum. Harmless they don't even annoy like gnats would but keep to their own business parting when you pass. About the size of a flea they seem lovely companions no mess no, loud music just good neighbors
A poetic reminder of where would we be without bees. Nicely done, SB
Thank you so much for the read and kind words they are always appreciated
A fine write SB.
Thanks Orchi for the review it is appreciated
Though the poem was about bees, I felt it had a wider scope if we took bees as a metaphor- perhaps a quite and beautiful reflection on nature. A picture drawn in the dawn with dews. Perhaps I was wrong.
Never wrong each takes their own from a poem. Just like no wrong flower for a bee. Thanks so much for the read and kind words of comment they are appreciated.
............ sweet 🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝👍
Thanks Neville appreciated
wonderful description of the tiny industrious creature - a job well done, and so beautifully portrayed
Thank you Nafisa for your kind words they are appreciated
Most welcome 🤗
Fine words soren.
Andy
Thank you Gold
My dearest Soren beautifully written out “The band” I can say, one thing I’ve noticed is that the word “band” isn’t capitalized. Now is there a reason as to why this is such? What is the meaning behind your title, when we are referring to the word band, there is a marching of people. For your poem your main point or maybe your main focus was on bees. I do love the background picture you’ve provided as this does correlate with your poem. With bees or even fish the background gives coral vibes or even where bees hide, or with pollen per-say. Your poem is nature, it’s a natural sense, environmental such. 🥂✨✨✨
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