Bees Waggle

I buzzed around
Amid our clan’s beesound.
My swarm buzzed in cloud
In beespeak spoke aloud.

But the babble of the bees
Suddenly did cease,
For one with gut swollen,
Legs burdened by pollen,
Dropped out of the swarm
And sounded an alarm.

We came to a rest,
Behaved at our best,
To ken what he’d  say,
On this blessed day.

He dropped on the ground,
Did a hop and a bound.
Like showman he pranced,
Strutted and danced,
Clockwise he went,
Clear message he sent.

It was the bees waggle!
It told the straggle
Where lay the flowers,
Nectar and pollen showers!


So off we took to flight,
All of us were light,
To be glutted by dusk,
With bounty of bees' musk!

Basking in the sun,
His waggle now done,
The hero of the bees,
Gloried as the bee’s knees!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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Rose  Avatar
July 19, 2022 at 9:59 AM
He does deserve to be glorified, for his honey and sweet kisses, nicely penned dear poet, I enjoyed this. have a great day
Misra Avatar
July 19, 2022 at 7:06 PM
Thank you for appreciating, Mystic. Bees are indeed fascinating creatures with their own unique social structure and complex means of communication
Marcum Wong Avatar
July 12, 2022 at 5:43 PM
This little story captivated Karam. I loved it and I am Faving it. We would not be alive without the bees. Blessings xxoo
Misra Avatar
July 13, 2022 at 10:44 PM
Thank you very much, Connie, your appreciation means a lot to me.
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