Beehives Poems - Poems about Beehives

...Amid the recent snowfall, is a sunny, yellow cascade; For, jasmine blooms are now plunging, in cold shade. Stark trees are forever shivering, though much alive; Dreaming of the purple bird......

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...Migrant bees swarming to the flowers Passing through the beam of sunrays The best ones are meeting the rain The feared ones hiding the round petals So tired for the whole day working Gathering ......

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...My emotions tease me at their will, Plunder my hapless intellectual world And declare a bloodless coup d’état. This undeclared war shocks my core, Grips me with a freakish fear And force......

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...Bees are such busy workers They collect pollens and nectars For their food at beehives Because of to much work the whole day They sometimes sleep in flowers' petal In the morning when they wake ......

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...In nature's design, six is the key to all life alive. Hexagons in petals, snowflakes, and beehives thrive, In music, blues and roots groups play the six-stringed guitar. With songs made with a hex......

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...He remembers it before it arrives, To collect a far one hundred miles drives, To keep stalling payment his life deprives, Better he ended up in beehives… The end of every month full of meaning......

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...If only the hateful blind could see All the vistas of felicity Found in here, and found in there Found everywhere at every stare Found in the sea which marine adore It's placidly waves pours......

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...Twinkling stars were receding rapidly, as I had always known they would, When rouge sun touched the eastern sky, to color a whole neighborhood. The timid alabaster moon was in hiding, taking with......

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...Tranquil, pearly moon arises, at the tangerine end of the memorable day, Just like the ones we knew back when, until golden time was swept away. Dressed up people laugh somewhere, very eager for ......

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...I was once an idealistic young soldier, who was very new to the occupation, Trying to preserve freedom, and way of life, like the golden sun, at creation. Yet, the times were very troubled, becau......

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...I worked at a boisterous animal shelter, which wasn't too far from my home, That filled days with barks, meows and singing, like green wilderness zones. I loved working with the various animals, ......

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...I find beauty in the unkempt places ~~ Sticky beehives with perfectly formed combs, A child's playground sea of dirty faces, An overgrown garden with ugly gnomes, Sagging gables of lo......

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...We endeavor vigorously from dull dawn to dusk, As we fly from bloom to sprout in quest of nectar, Men stand to amass by swapping honey for bulk, The hive will be mostly empty and left ......

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...Pooh, plush with his turned-up snout, pleased; peeked out the wide window. He prompt a mouth sigh, breathed out, placid with life, holding his pillow. Seized by magic of nature and buzzing ......

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...When I was with my love I did not fear the blows of fate, nor the poison in time's chalices, nor the heatwave, nor the snowstorm, neither the news of war's snake that bites, when I was with my ......

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