Bee Muse

Cherry

By skinner_jennifer

Sun, 04 Aug 2024
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Instinctively every once in a while

through perpetuation, reminders

echo of people I've admired; nectar

of chive flowers, companion to other

herbs.

 

Familiar visitors are welcome to

ponder, enjoying sense of being

immersed, lost in sweet adoration;

adrift on capabilities like the skilled

artistry of writers with their nimble

fingers,

 

who like busy bees cannot rest as

time elapses...those silent voices

set words on sheets of paper that

unravel with promise of the muse.

 

Photo is my own, which is what

inspired me to write this poem

in memory of the late Bee.

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Comments

Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

A beautiful photo with a poem to. match - thank you Jenny, and for the memory of a wonderful, much missed person

Her work stays on our front page as a reminder of her talent and the generosity she always showed other ABCTalers

Hope your pain isn't too bad today

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi insert,

I've been reading some of Bees work lately, she was such an inspiration to many writers on abc tales, infact every time I see a Bee I think of her.

I'm so glad the poem worked for you and thank you so much for the lovely cherries.

I'm afraid the pain is still there and seems to be getting worse, but thankfully I can't wait for Wednesday when I shall know more about what's going on when I visit the hospital.

Always appreciate hearing from you and thanks again.

Jenny.

 

 

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

I love the idea of companion flowers being like a writer reading another writer's words! Finding comfort, reassurance, inspiration, just as companion plants give strength. And also how bees seem to browse through flowers as we do through pages, and all with your lovely way with words!
I do hope very much that you get a quick appointment for a new hip, on Wednesday, so sorry you are very sore. I admire so much how you create these wonderful works when feeling such pain, you are a True Poet, who "cannot rest"

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Good morning Di,

you got exactly what I was trying to convey in this poem. That saying: as busy as a bee is so true. Like the bee cannot rest till it's completed its task, so writers cannot rest till they've completed a piece of writing before moving on to the next imaginative idea.

It's very kind of you to share your thoughts. I am in a lot of pain all the time, but when I'm sitting and thinking about writing, my mind's taken off the pain and I can enjoy the moment. Writing is the longest hobby I've ever had, it's done me so much good and now that I'm retired I find pure bliss in the written word, which makes life so interesting.

Many thanks for the feedback which I'm always grateful for.

Jenny..

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

the skilled artistry of writers with their nimble fingers,

That phrase amused and intrigued me a little: I thought, isn't it the nimble mind that is sorting out what to write, but then I realised the thoughts must be caught by the fingerwork on paper or keyboard, while in the mind, and then maybe much altering and changing! The bee's industry can be inspiring to all sorts of perseveance, but nice to remember Bee's kind responses in reading others' work. Rhiannon

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Rhiannon, I always think we have to be nimble fingered in order to get what comes into the mind quickly down on paper, or of course typed, a thought can disappear so quickly in seconds.

I agree that Bees can be so inspiring, they are pure beauty to watch as they flit from flower to flower. I also see them as spiritual too, never harming anyone, just humming away, collecting nectar and being at one with nature.

Bee connected with so many writers on abc tales, which is why I have so much respect for her and her writing, like so many other great writers that have been and gone.

Thank you for taking the time to read and let me know your thoughts, which was much appreciated.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by marandina on

"..like the skilled

artistry of writers with their nimble

fingers.."

One of my great pleasures in life is watching bees doing their dance of pollination especially amongst the lavender bushes in my front and back gardens. I could watch them for hours.

I wasn't active at the time of the member you are referencing but I have read some of her work. I guess that's the beauty of writing sometimes - it stands as a monument and memory for those no longer with us.

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Paul,

glad you liked the part about having nimble fingers, it's a part of getting down what we're trying to convey that's so important.

I know what you mean about watching the bees. I love how you refer to their flitting as like a dance of pollination...so very apt. Back in the late spring, I'd sit and watch the bees in our den in the shade and they would send me off to sleep with their gentle humming, it's quite hypnotic when there's no other sounds going on.

Like you said, writing can be like a monument to our memory, and that's the great thing about having somewhere like abc tales to share our work, where it's free to wander over the past at leisure.

Thank you for your kind words Paul. Always grateful.

Jenny. 

 

 

Submitted by Nolan on

My brother said just now the flies are back, a bit early it't's not even proper spring yet. If you ask me were in for very warm weather. Hope for rain though. For me the flies may be better I'm allergic to bee sting, it can make one very sick.

Apparantly these stories of African killer bees invading other countries is a haux it's nonscens. Come to think of it ai've notied ther are much fewer bees around these days. Wonder why?

I agree on the cherries Je!nny & Nolan

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

That's such a shame that you're allergic to bee stings. Here in England they are gentle and don't bother me at all. The only time they would attack and sting is if you bothered the Queen Bee, or trapped one, I think then I wouldn't blame the Bee for stinging.

I must admit I don't like flies, but only because I find them unhealthy and a nuisance when they won't leave you alone and fly around, they're so quick, I sometimes think they fly in and out of our dimension, especially the tiny ones that seem to disappear in to thin air.

Many thanks for taking the time to read and share your thoughts Nolan. Hope you are well.

Jenny.

 

 

Submitted by Yutka on

I love this well written poem and the great image of a single bee (An insect which I adore!)  as one writer within a "swarm" of writers appreciating each others creations. Will the honey be flowing? 

Hope you are well, my friend,I can cal, you that as we have  "known" each other now  for some time...

Yutka

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Yutka,

I love the idea of us as a swarm of creative writers.. Like you I adore Bees and enjoy watching them, especially in Spring when the blossom is on the trees and they're attracted to certain flowers in our garden.

I'm sure the honey will be flowing and of course you can call me friend. It's always a pleasure to read your work that's so on my wavelength.

Thank you so much for stopping by to read and let me know you enjoyed.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by celticman on

their buzzing lifts us out of the mundane, like your words, Jenny. 

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Jack,

I agree Bees lift the spirit and make you realize how special nature is as they go about their business colecting pollen, always working hard. Let's hope they don't ever become extinct.

I'm grateful to you for stopping by to read and share your thoughts.

Many thanks.

Jenny.