Dennis Jones Poet Rhyme

Bees

one day

while searching for thoughts
while searching for words

I happened to come across a hole in my chest

strange I thought this hole in my chest 
how did get such a hole in my chest

can you imagine my complexion 
upon closer inspection

I noticed bees were building a nest 
building a nest in this hole in my chest

they come in 
they come out 
they never rest 
these droning worker bees 
that are building a nest

I hear them working 
buzzing and chewing 
chewing and buzzing 
buzzing and chewing

let’s peek inside 
see how they are doing

oh what a fine nest these bees are building 
building and building in this hole in my chest

will they stay there all winter dormant and sleeping 
oh how I wish I could join them 
lie with them there in their safe keeping


sleep with them there in the hole of my chest


oh
if I could
if only I could
I’d be their guest
and sleep with those bees
in the hole in my chest

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