Bee Sting Poems - Poems about Bee Sting

...I knowest there'd be rime aplenty, forthwith I see frozed sea of many unlearned sorts who'd unread apiece of Dante's acclaimed centerpiece for had they'd all, with certainty ... read,......Read the rest...

...“Quiver”--how soft it glides ‘tween lips and teeth, It almost feels like breathing in a wreath; I can’t find words that can sound as tender Except, possibly, “flower” and “whisper.” “Quiver”--......Read the rest...

...Love is an especially elusive emotion “Difficult to find, catch, or achieve,” You may find it when you perceive [it], Then wonder what was the commotion? Love comes in many common var......Read the rest...

...I cannot say how good that you lived your life We're you shown mercy from some place that you've seen Other's that know some how seem to you kind Trying to stay in this world some are blind Every......Read the rest...

...Tent pegs, burnt legs Sun cream, ice cream Swimming trunks, squashed lunch Peeling tum, after sun. Dusty feet, collapsing seat Folding table, electric cable, Sleeping pods, fishing rods Guid......Read the rest...

... I wrote this poem about my first ever encounter with a busy bee .. A mad bee I did see A little girl that was me The bee I wondered if it could understand So I tickled its belly with......Read the rest...

...Within the frame a sepia scene a dusty porch a rickety chair the fabric of your dusky face creased with ceaseless sunbaked woes your old pair of getaway feet gives a different walk of life......Read the rest...

...I am older now, with a heart that's bound. I am lost after, being once so found. Can you carry then, the heavy feelings? It's not just the young, who cut loves dealings. It's up in the air, h......Read the rest...

...Lucky and Blue, were my babies. Lucky was a big black mountain dog. Blue was a husky, with a curly tail and one light blue eye, the other brown. They were with me for ten and twelve years. Blue ten......Read the rest...

... Night calls softly through a wonderful silent smile Painting poetry and prose without any guile Promising words filled with dancing dreams so worthwhile Whispers of joy inspire the......Read the rest...

...Smelt rose Then froze I spy Bee fly Stings eye I cry Swells up <>...Read the rest...

...First grade, pelted with eggs Second grade, broke both legs Third grade, fell down the stairs Fourth grade, clawed by a bear Fifth grade, ran into a tree Sixth grade, twisted a knee Sev......Read the rest...

...The waterfall of daisies that falls down the oak tree and calls for the rain for nourishment for the leaves. Their is a beauty beyond this place that carries the forest mist that leaves no trace. The......Read the rest...

...Oh, yesterday's shadows, in dim corridors of my mind; let me go- I wish for flower meadows, I want to leave all the sorrow behind. But, shadows come ......Read the rest...

...Our stupid silence Sends screams and screams And unheeded sounds called cries Who will ever listen to our silence? The bombs they send build balls of bad behavior Which build mischief, barring......Read the rest...