The Poem Bee
It swoops among the flower beds
extracting nectar from their heads
to stimulate my dormant muse,
then hums inside my hive and spreads
the inspiration to be fed
across my page with vibrant hues.
My sweet imagination grows;
eventually a poem flows.
------- Author's Notes -------
Written in huitain form
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Terrie* (18.104.22.168) -- Monday, April 18 2005, 06:52 pm|
Hi Cap,i see you've been into the honey again..heh...got caught and it's stinger got ya writin' a Bee-tiful poem...this is wonderful Cap..i soooo love your work..Terrie*
|barb (22.214.171.124) -- Tuesday, April 19 2005, 12:38 am|
nice writing cap , your imagination never quits, that's good ,then you'll never run out of things to write ,so that we can read. thank-you
|Cap (126.96.36.199) -- Wednesday, April 20 2005, 10:28 pm|
Terrie -- Thanks, you are so encouraging
Barb -- Thanks -- I hope my imagination doesn't quit , though it sometimes takes it's time getting on the page.
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