Best Pollinator Poems

It was one lazy afternoon
 
laying in the hammock
 
under the azure sky
 
sheltered from the blistering sun
 
by the canopy of the old oak...

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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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Collapsing like someone (Starving and Desperate), the (Old Man in Blue) batik had been 
(Washing Muddy Walls) on his Indonesian hut on stilts when he...

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Poor Ruby Hummer looks confused,
searching for her favorite feeder.
It was right there when it last was used,
in September, in the cedar.

Above the Bee-balm and Lobelia,
in...

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sycamore tree stands
alone in the small valley...
no pollinator  


not based on fact could be self-pollinating
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I suppose we take for granted - except when we are stung -
The intelligence of those busy bees that largely goes unsung!
The little critters pollinate...

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Buzzing around with your trademark sound
Utilizing nectar
Master pollinator
Body covered in fuzzy hair
Lively colours
Envelope with flair

Beautiful announcement of summer they bring
Environmentalists your praise they sing
Energetic little...

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The canopy is closing in around me

Slurping up the light

From every nook and cranny

A sense of foreboding

 

Her lungs are constricting

The air feels tight

 

The...

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I am a delight to your garden, emerging strong and radiant
A neat eye-catcher behind the white picket fence 
where chipmunks have spectacular panoramic views for...

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So still, she holds herself. No sound,
hanging there as if suspended;
reverses back and darts around,
back then to the flower intended.

Tiny fizzing wings scarcely seen,
folded now,...

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honey in the hive
                     ...

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I’ll never bee kissed


Every weekend, Humble would go to the same bar,
In the same part of the hive, with the same group of mates.
He always...

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Memorial service ~10:00 A.M. October 21st, 2020...
at Cherry Hill, New Jersey Unitarian Fellowship

Boyce Brandon Harris cremains
(approximately one fourth entire contents)
offered, interred, and eulogized
within ‘Tristan’s Pollinator...

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it used to be
every morning
the worker bee
would gather
his paperwork

put it in his
briefcase
and don on
his hat to tell
his wife in dance

see you later
pollinator
but never 
to return
to...

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Bees and Flowers

Reciprocity between bees and flowers
pollinates plants and feeds the pollinator.
Busy bees buzzing over flowery fields
collecting pollen and drinking nectar yields.

In the hive, the...

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