Living Vivid

The orange flowers attract bumble bees
Yellow and black bees stung my red knees
Dance round flailing and wailing  crimson legs
Devilish dimples arose;  scratch pegs
Several amber ants stung white toes
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Harper Avatar
April 27, 2013 at 7:28 PM
Oh, dear, this is a vivid way to live, enjoyed this poem Doris.
Maverick Avatar
October 17, 2012 at 12:24 PM
Well this is just a buzz of a write Doris, I`ll bet the air was filled with all sorts of noises at this taste of summers attractions.." LOL} Hope you are well Joe.)
Smith Avatar
October 12, 2012 at 7:02 AM
Love it! I'm a bizarre individual who doesn't feel it when bees or wasps sting, at least not at first. After ending up with a calcium lump from one I wonder whether I'd be better off with the initial pain.
Kendrick Avatar
October 4, 2012 at 11:36 AM
Very expressive work..I hope not but just some funny thoughts..Once long ago I was stung by a hornet walking to the mail box..Not any fun..Mom
Gasun Avatar
October 4, 2012 at 10:20 AM
ha ha ha... i love this fascinating Limerick of yours my dear friend, Doris. I remember when I was a child. I was fond of going to the garden to pick some flowers or catch dragonflies and I got stung by a bumble bee, lol. I've enjoyed reading your work tonight. Thank you so much for sharing it. More power and graces always!!! love and hugs:) Leonora
Liwayway Avatar
October 4, 2012 at 8:54 AM
Creative write friend Doris.thanks for sharing. Have a nice day..hugs!!
Dietrich Avatar
October 1, 2012 at 3:52 PM
Cute title for this one. I think it would make one quite livid indeed!! Your mom talked about those ants in one of her poems too!!
Ellison Avatar
September 29, 2012 at 6:57 PM
Living in the country, I'm always on the lookout for those nasty little creatures! My son once was stung by a bee on the lip and his face became unrecognizable! Great read... hugs, Jack
Babcock Avatar
September 28, 2012 at 2:14 PM
Those pesky bugs and you never know when they want to bite. A cute poem Doris. love phyl
Lwele Avatar
September 27, 2012 at 7:29 AM
nicely done.thanx for reading my stuff.
Wellington Avatar
September 26, 2012 at 9:45 PM
Did you hear my chuckle? Reading this one pulled one from me. Enjoyed this Limerick. thanks for reading me. One love Joy Wells
Horsman Avatar
September 26, 2012 at 3:46 PM
you sure were having a bad time there Doris, love your poetry version of it all though.....
Horne Avatar
September 26, 2012 at 1:47 PM
lol, had a chuckle here, Doris. Hope you are much better now
Carrillo Avatar
September 26, 2012 at 6:49 AM
Doris; this is so cute. I have been stung by bees before and that was not funny. Nice work here. Thanks for reading- ( The Moon Cried ) Many blessings. Lucilla
Song Avatar
September 25, 2012 at 8:00 PM
Dern bugs! Who needs 'em!? Fun rhyme, Doris! Very fun-knee! :)
Onclaud Avatar
September 25, 2012 at 3:17 PM
impishly delightful, doris... some really wonderful, colorful wordcraft here... enjoyed!..:) huggs!
Sivey Avatar
September 25, 2012 at 11:53 AM
Ha ha, not laughing at you poem my friend, just at the poor dilemma of being stung multiple times by different animals, bugs! This is an awesome limerick! Fabulous piece, Great Work!!
Andresen Avatar
September 25, 2012 at 11:33 AM
Good.... flowers and bumble bees.....A sting that really hurts. - hugs Anne-Lise :)
Grisetti Avatar
September 25, 2012 at 10:11 AM
Funny and painful at the same time. I hate those fire ants. Should do well in the contest.
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June 29, 2021 at 7:23 AM
yes, thank you!
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