A meadow
of wild
flowers
seduces her
senses...resistance
impossible,
as their delicateness
and colour,
like a
seductive temptress,
draws her close,
ever nearer
to their wares,
she flits
effortlessly,
succumbed to
the nectar,
a promise of
a honeyed
journey...like
sugar coated
music to my ears,
her gifts
bestowed upon
the queen,
to be harvested,
the sweet...dripping,
pleasurable delights
is all I dream,
so flirt
amongst those
blooms untamed,
working hard but
flying free, like the
skilful honey bee.
Comments
MistakenMagic | July 19, 2012 - 16:33
Each line just drips, sweet and beautiful, from the page, Jenny. Love the short-line structure - it really works!
Magic xxx
jolono | July 19, 2012 - 17:10
Really good jenny, loved it.
Blessing | July 19, 2012 - 19:19
Nice and light.
skinner_jennifer | July 19, 2012 - 19:59
Hi Magic,
thankyou so much for your wonderful comment, it was
really appreciated.
Jenny. xxx
skinner_jennifer | July 19, 2012 - 20:00
Hello there jolono,
I think I must have a thing about Bees,
can't seem to stop writing about them.
Anyway thankyou so much for reading and
letting me know you liked this one.
Jenny.
skinner_jennifer | July 19, 2012 - 20:02
Hi Blessing,
thankyou so much for reading and I'm glad
this poem was uplifting for you.
Much appreciate you letting me know.
Jenny.
ScoZen | July 19, 2012 - 20:43
Hello there JS.
A nice image.
Not far away from me are beekeepers hidden in a little glade full of wild flowers.
This reminds me of them, all puffing smoke, dressed in white.
Regards
Mark Heathcote | July 19, 2012 - 21:43
Nicely written Jenny thanks for the read. :)
Linda Wigzell Cress | July 19, 2012 - 22:20
Hi Jenny. A sweet, refreshing poem both in content and format. A lovely summery image.
Linda
Silver Spun Sand | July 20, 2012 - 11:46
I agree with all that has been said, Jenny. I love bees to, but I think they are having a hard time of it this 'summer'.
Well done on this one;-)
Tina
skinner_jennifer | July 20, 2012 - 16:35
Hi there Scozen,
it sounds like you live in a beautiful part of the
country, with meadows.
I'm so pleased this poem reminded you of the bees
near where you live and thankyou for letting me know,
also thankyou for reading and the kind comment.
Jenny.
skinner_jennifer | July 20, 2012 - 16:37
Hi Mark,
Glad you enjoyed reading and it's my pleasure to
share this poem with you.
Thankyou so much for reading and letting me know.
Jenny.
skinner_jennifer | July 20, 2012 - 16:40
Hello Linda,
just so happy that you enjoyed reading this poem.
I really appreciate your comment.
Thanks so much.
Jenny.
skinner_jennifer | July 20, 2012 - 16:42
Hi Tina,
I know what you mean about the poor bees this
Summer, it's awful I keep finding dead ones on
the ground, when I'm out walking...very sad.
But I do appreciate you reading this poem
and thankyou for letting me know.
Jenny.
Rigel | July 20, 2012 - 17:23
Hello there, Jennifer.
Not sure how I missed this one as I have always had a soft spot for bees, and of late have found some dead on the floor in my lounge; one or two a day, over about a week now. Such a shame. I think it has been too cold and too wet for them.
This is a lovely poem, which I very much enjoyed.
Rigel
skinner_jennifer | July 20, 2012 - 17:41
Hi Rigel,
I know exactly what you mean, they definitely don't
like the cold and like I said to Tina, I too have
found dead ones, really sad...hate anything dying.
I hope we don't have a honey shortage, because I
just love the stuff.
Anyway I'm really thankful for you reading my poem,
and letting me know.
Thanks
Jenny.
sue dinum | July 20, 2012 - 20:38
Absolutely fabulous, Jen, and I wish I had written it. The phrasing is right up my street. It’s all so lovely, but I did pick out one outstanding stanza:
her gifts
bestowed upon
the queen,
to be harvested,
the sweet...dripping,
pleasurable delights
is all I dream
That’s really poignant and a lovely subtle rhyme in there too. Lovely story and I can imagine you observing said bee going about its business while you wrote this. You’ve captured the micro-cycle of life brilliantly. If it is true that you wrote this in the garden while watching the bees at work, I’d like to know where you found the sunshine.
All your writing has improved, Jen, and your poems are fabulous, you’ve got better and better in this so difficult of genres – the power to express yourself in so few words, you do it so well. Nothing grated here, smooth as finest silk. Very well done!
Trev
samhennig | July 22, 2012 - 09:44
This is lovely.
SamHennig
skinner_jennifer | July 22, 2012 - 14:44
Hi Trev,
glad you enjoyed this poem and I too can see you
writing a poem like this.
I didn't write this one while in the garden, it
was just out of my imagination, but like so many
other things that go around in my head, I could
visualize the bees in the meadow with just that
wonderful buzzing sound they make.
Thankyou for the compliment about my writing, I
find it hard to write sometimes, but when it comes,
it becomes so natural.
Anyway thankyou again for your long newsy comment,
which I always look forward too.
Jenny.
skinner_jennifer | July 22, 2012 - 14:45
Hi there Sam,
thankyou so much for reading this poem and letting
me know you enjoyed it, very much appreciated.
Jenny.
Denzella | July 22, 2012 - 22:10
Jenny,
This is so lovely and I am scared stiff of bees, well more accurately wasps, but I loved this. The words you used were like honey dripping from your wonderful imagination which is a very fine place, I might add, if it can come up with something like this.
Well done to you, Jen
Moya
skinner_jennifer | July 23, 2012 - 08:29
Hi Moya,
always good to hear from you. I definitely think
you mean wasps, when you say your scared, because
I hate it when wasps become dopey and start flying
around your head, although on saying that, haven't
seen any wasps for a couple of years now, well not
dopey ones anyway.
Bees on the other hand I love, they don't usually
bother humans, they're too busy collecting all that
lovely nectar.
Anyway thankyou for stopping by and reading this
poem, as always I do appreciate it.
Jenny.