James Marshall Goff Poet Free verse

Hive

The Queen
obvious to all who dare notice,
knows no peer.
Drones rush in to orbit in frenetic
sublimation;   workers dutifully push
the floor buttons of departure
destinations,
releasing squadrons of gatherers
eager to conquer cubicles of source
data.

The Queen    with mysterious grace,
wisely chooses reproduction mates
with visionary lineal accomplishment;

handheld devices whir complex
commands.

......not a word uttered

                                in the elevator.



04/06/16

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Funom Makama August 6, 2016 at 12:08 PM This is awesome and fantastic. I love it in every way. Lovely, lovely, so lovely. D.A Hopkins August 11, 2016 at 9:04 PM I have been given the opportunity to make a small message to the human race I ask you for your assistance and time to get serious about the way things were going on with the world. I will be very helpful in getting the best possible rate of interest in this

Andrea Dietrich June 25, 2016 at 9:34 AM Great thinking the way you did this poem, James. I love the ending.

Trudy Diane Rider June 10, 2016 at 10:42 AM Love the complexity and depth...gives pause for thought. Very well done!

Joseph P. DiMino June 5, 2016 at 10:35 PM Very well written; many levels of understanding to explore. Was reminded of the games we plan on our computers--virtual reality I guess. We are all drones or subjects to a degree. Really got me thinking with this one.

Constance La France May 14, 2016 at 11:32 AM James, this is wonderful, I love it 7, in my city there is a rush to save the bees which are disappearing ~

Debbie Guzzi May 9, 2016 at 7:22 PM How cool is this! You really had & Have me going in so many different thought directions! Light & Love Jimbo!

Matthew Anish April 15, 2016 at 8:49 PM What an unusual theme for a poet - a bee hive. I think that it would be nice if all poets were for peace - I don't believe that are - or were always for peace. Keep writing for the "soup" - I know I will. Peace & Blessings Matthew Anish

Abosede Ogundare April 9, 2016 at 1:30 PM 'love the 12th line...great write Pashang.~Abosede.

Jan Allison April 7, 2016 at 5:50 PM the final few lines made me smile James:-) hugs Jan xx