Morning Walk - Rewrite
I walk a field where flowers yield
sweet pollen to the bees;
their fragrance sweet, I feel complete,
and drop down to my knees.
Humbly, I smell what blossoms tell,
whispering discreetly.
The petals kiss my cheek with bliss,
giving blush quite sweetly.
Bees gather round, and now I've found
I must be on my way;
but, keep the stings and gift me wings...
just like those bees at play.
Catie Lindsey 9/10/12
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Morning Walk
I walk the field where flowers surrender
releasing sweet nectar to hungry bees;
with fragrance so pure my heart does render,
giving way to respectful knees.
Every blossom inflames stale idle air
delivering a scent ever light and rare.
Petals brush my cheeks with delight
as kisses of fresh aroma ignite.
Bees assemble round the colorful bloom
I quickly retreated; gave them some room.
The playful bees can keep their stings
and drink the gift that nature brings.
Caryl Muzzey 2012
Sixth Place Winner ~ “(Re-write One of My Poems)” Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Catie Lindsey
Nov. 5, 2012
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