Bumble Rumble Hive Jive

There is a bumble rumble off in the bramble ramble jumble with bees hovering as the sedum flowers crumble, flowers perched in fading colors reds and browns as summer welcomes winter to town and autumn begins to shut life down; the buzz feed hums in less quiet gatherings upon the petals of seedling jabberings where moth and butterfly are now scattering; the filibuster clusters in hive jive store combs of honey to survive and keep the queen protected and alive; the working drones tightly huddle their demanding queen to cuddle pressed around to warm and snuggle; and every flutter and wing shiver promises more warmth to deliver against the snow and cold of winter bitter; this is the humble bumble's inner blossom securing honey of flower nectar and pollen their worker drone waggle dance most solemn, preparing their bumble rumble quiet ensemble of autumn.