"I am hearing poetry when awake, dreaming poetry when asleep, breathing poetry with each breath, I am living in a poem."

Sunday, August 14, 2016

Mama Bee Gets Testy

If the hive steams,
the honey wanes.

Mama Bee gets testy
when her sugar
doesn’t reach the throne..

So stop all that wing flapping
stirring hot air and deliver
the goods I can turn into gold.

©Susie Clevenger 2016

I did a little research on angry bees, fascinating.


Magaly Guerrero said...

"wing flapping" without purpose helps none. So yes, stop it! ;-D

I love the tone of this poem.

brudberg said...

Oh yes... I see a lot of wing flapping around me actually... (mostly in Powerpoint format)

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Susie, this is marvelous!!!!!!! Stop wing-flapping and bring me the goods.....perfection!

Martin Kloess said...

Lovely. Thank you for sharing.

Gillena Cox said...

you made me smile with this little ditty and i am happy you added the link to your research, i luv the term 'Queenlessness ' as a cause for bees anger
Thanks for dropping by to read mine

much love...

hedgewitch said...

Bees are a pretty fascinating study--love what you've done with the wing-flapping and the 'when mama's not happy, no one's happy' motif!

Helen said...

This is ~~ wonderful!

Outlawyer said...

Ha! The Queen Bee is definitely in charge. Thanks, Susie, for charming poem. k.

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