Something in B
Something In B
If I were a bee, I’d find a stalk
near some Mozart, and as someone went light
on the pedal, I’d alight
on a petal
and I would never leave it
so long as that music pealed,
chords tying the air
to a sweetness beyond honey–
okay, maybe not beyond honey–
chords tying air
to a sweetness that stills buzz,
and, as the knees of that bee that was me
bent, in time,
so too would the flowers
list-
en.
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A bee poem of sorts for Magaly’s prompt on Real Toads–Magaly brings up a few types of bee, but I don’t think I’ll choose. Bee photograph is mine, below another favorite; all rights reserved.
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ManicDDaily 
August 14, 2016 at 2:25 pm
Nice thoughts here, K. I would choose one with Monet or van Gogh. When I listen closely, I can faintly hear shades of “MacArthur Park.”
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August 15, 2016 at 12:06 am
Oh, K, this is yummier than honey. All right, as yummy as the best honey. I love the beats and the breaks, and the fact that the poem puts a smile on my face. 🙂
August 15, 2016 at 12:07 am
awesome
August 15, 2016 at 10:07 am
Gorgeous. I especially love the bent bee’s knees!!!!!!!!!!
August 15, 2016 at 11:02 am
Lots of lovely little plays on words, and a lightness that does seem native to bees and flowers, engaged in their honeyed, humming work. Delightful, k.
August 15, 2016 at 11:27 pm
This feels like wings in flight….love it!
August 16, 2016 at 4:49 pm
Your poem made my heart soar ~~~