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Towers of Bees

Towers of Bees Over the city forest trees Are hives of bees buzzing In cubicle stacked towers with plastic flowers, They labor for no honey, but money. At an approximate five they fly For they must eat and fill cool sheets, To dream of bowers of sweet scented flowers, When a cubicle is their own – their home

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Vijay Pandit

Date: 8/9/2017 6:28:00 PM

Good depiction of people buzzing for money.

Sunlite Wanter
Date: 8/10/2017 9:33:00 AM

Thank you. That was once "my world."

Winged Warrior

Date: 8/5/2017 10:55:00 PM

The bees are a buzzzzzing...and so is your verse...god bless...^WW^

Sunlite Wanter
Date: 8/10/2017 9:33:00 AM

I appreciate your comment and your own poetry.

Heidi Sands

Date: 8/4/2017 1:44:00 PM

Wow, this is great Sunlite. I like how you did this one :)

Sunlite Wanter
Date: 8/5/2017 11:22:00 AM

Thanks, Heidi!

Connie Marcum Wong

Date: 8/4/2017 12:50:00 PM

I love the metaphor in this clever poem Sunlite! Everyone should seek out a job that at least makes them happy, because most of their life will be spent working like bees! : )