Best Bumbles Poems

To the wild overgrown garden
of my age crammed mind
I keep returning, thirsting for
the nectar of neglected nights,
when moonlight shone in vain,
searching for scattered words
among the...

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Flitting and buzzing in a 
playful, poetic dance
a whirr of delicate wings 
crescendos and decrescendos
among a colorful carpet of
sumptuous, silky petals. 

Daring drones speed dizzily...

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I meander the winding pebble path
where the bumbles bounce . . . 
holding back my sorrow and wrath,
for my beloved lay in eternal peace;
among bird...

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Where bumbles bounce and witches fly
Faeries and jet streams in yesterday’s sky
I glance up and see an eagle so high
And I laugh at the juiciness...

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A Special Thanks to the Bumbles

We give thanks to the creator
for you, special pollinator,
the miracle of natural homes
for workers, queens, eggs and drones.
Golden like the...

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All dressed in green, the rose bush beams
like a child's blushing cheeks and pursed lips;
these debutants jilted by bees
forever wanting to be kissed.
A carpet of...

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"Be like a flower ... gentle, quiet and humble."
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I think that I shall never see
A lovely poem written in defense of the bumblebee!
The ponderous and not so glamorous humble bee -
Obviously dreamed up...

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I hold you ...
tight to my chest
but with a concerned tenderness,
as if you are an infant
that I am shielding from a storm ...
or an angel...

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these petals unfold
like thoughts of mind
heavy as the weight they bear
this benumbed september day

in the crux beyond a seed's gather
viscid drops of crimson red
carried off...

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Best of friends 
Are me and ewe,
Ain't no ends... 
For us two...

Spent all the day 
One day a year,
Running away
From our shear

Not with our kin
And...

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There among the petals of my past as miniature wings buzz, 
bouncing here and there, my mind follows their wayward path,  
becoming lost within...

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CHILDHOOD

the one where I
climb a hill
am bit by a dog
i never see or hear

but hereafter every bark
every skittery sound
bites my skin

the one where my feet
happily...

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Slow and drowsy
Throughout the garden
From one scent to another
Fluttering here and there

Dizzy and groggy
Haphazardly
They stumble 
Barely bumbling

They dance with feeble wings
They flit and hover
The way...

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I came to thee by the Rumbum tree,
when you were the height of the grasshopper's knee,
Came a trumping sounded as a fruit fell free,
landing with...

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