The brown bee,
Big as a bear,
That visits my Polyandra,
Flies meticulous patterns around morning blooms
Dispersing pollen,
As easily as the hummingbird next to it,
Serenades hibiscus.
We spend time collecting memories and ornaments like,
Christmas bulbs have no lifetime,
We miss Pansy’s and Holly’s and Twinkly lights,
At Sundown,
When closets shut,
And tears are caressed by lovers or husbands,
Beautiful lives spent,
Draping balconies and seasons;
Bumble bees for a time.
Picture – laurieanichols
-short evocative poetry-
For a special friend, at this time.
[…] Source: Pansies, Holly and Twinkly lights […]
Oh my, I have never had poetry written to anything I have ever written, taken a picture of, ever, I am overcome with emotion. This is so beautiful I will cherish it forever!!! Thank you thank you xxoo
Onward. Tally, ho my friend. Not till the last consultant drops.
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