Bumbled Bee

Bumbled bumble    bumble bee
   flew from    bloom to bloom,
   busy-busy-a-buzzing-buzzy-busy
Heard by flowers 
from here to there, a-mumbling to himself...
saying… no-not-right, no-not-this-one, no-no-not-good.

Until    finally    touching down 
on daisy's yellow landing pad
   for the gathering
of his day    harvest.

As so be   for me   busy 
   all a-buzzing   all the day,
programmed    for mindless tasks
   of mute survival
   of all that
      ‘must-do doing’
       ‘I just-have-to…’    
all that buzzing work 
   for    to gather
   all the must-haves 
for my day   harvest.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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