Best Bee Sting Poems

bee sting
swells his nose
he's still snapping...

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In the catacomb of love
Honey makes' the Bees' sting
                ...

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Within the frame a sepia scene
a dusty porch   a rickety chair   
the fabric of your dusky face creased
with ceaseless sunbaked woes
your...

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And we are left here
Like maggots—dirty, parentless…devastated
Always feeding on the gruel…the cruel
Fattening our lives in the moneyless bilk
Shocking like a bee sting, yet soft as...

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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...

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Through graveyard
meandering, just
me and Dad
stories sad
abbreviated down to
mostly names and dates

So we tell
their stories by turns
like poor Duane
Dinwiddie
died at age thirty-three of
bee sting allergy

So tragic
how...

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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
Guide ropes foreign notes.

Ground...

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Frozen and still..
Artic cold winds blow rapidly..
Strong winds whistling..
Loudly..
The wind cries..
As it strength roars in fury..

Blown away from the intense force..
To run for cover..
Escape the...

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Up before dawn, a feeling has drawn 
You into the mountain and trees.
Till the silence within, upon the whispering wind
A chime of bugles tease the...

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Enchanted magic beans,
They were always enchanted to me.
Worth their weight in gold,
They never ever got old.
 
Some people would complain,
Some would look at them with disdain,
But...

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bare sun bronzed feet run
sweet clover fields fragrance kissed
honey bee sting hurts


Copyright, August 1, 2014
Faye Lanham Gibson...

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What can one do when they just don’t belong?

What unique tune might a singer prolong
when an opposing choir insists on their song?
Who follows one voice...

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There was a gymnast,from Biejing
   Who tried to perform the handspring
   But he took, a nosedive
   Knocking over a...

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The Big Ben chimes thrice
The chime letS go of its wings
and swallows a bee-sting--
it sprays its spine with spice. 

The printer reboots in haste
The fruits...

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MATTERS OF LIFE AND DEATH
Isn’t life short, today here tomorrow gone.
Switching the world off, turning eternity on.
How many before us, in the world have lived?
Just...

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