an enormously ambitious bumble bee
refused to help her hive with the royal jelly
she flew away and was now wild and free
settling in the Ozark Mountains of Tennessee
She loved bluegrass music and slapping of a knee
squatted in a hickory and there was no fee
her neighbor’s muscle car was from the Grand Prix
She was delighted to see this in Tennessee
Her new roommate was a lively chickadee
the art they used was made by handsome Paul Klee
a convict found them and begged to live in their tree
it was the first argument if you ask Lee or me
convict arrived anyway with his wife Merry Dee
His wife was a llama, he was a brown monkey
welcome new friends, said the loving chickadee
his wife was not happy; she could not climb the tree.
puffy lavender
bee balm attracts bumblebees
black and yellow fuzz
the bumblebee was frantically trying to get out of my studio
He was a baby bee, beautifully fuzzy, black and yellow
I looked for a cup, because why not save him?
He is one of God’s creatures too, is he not?
I put the cup over him, glad he did not fly up.
because I am short.
I slid a thin piece of cardboard under him and held it tightly
then I took the cup and the cardboard outside and released the bee
Good grief! He almost flew back inside!
Why would he do that?
What would make him want to do that?
For a second I thought he had flown back inside.
As I returned to my studio I listened for the frantic buzzing.
Luckily, he seemed to be gone.
Had he found his mommy and daddy?
Had he returned to a cone flower? It was interesting to ponder.
I felt smug that I had saved a life.
Sounds a little bourgeoisie
to put on a formal sit-down tea
all dressed up with a bumblebee
As she sets up under the willow tree
it's the perfect antidote to a bout of ennui
for sweet little adorable Penelope
A couple of cookies fresh from the bakery
a french custard that's sublimely velvety
topped with a garnish of floral scented potpourri
Oh how charming and delightful to be
blessed with a child's spontaneity
and find pleasure in such simplicity
AP: 2nd place 2025
bumblebee bertie
belongs beyond begonias
buzzing beautifully
floral vibrations
pollinating gawkily,
fluffy insect drone
baby bumblebee believed beloved beautiful buzzing thoughts
Her life had been easy, exciting and entertaining, so why not?
Her parents were enthusiastic about things her good deeds brought.
She was considerate, kind, and creative, not ever a snot.
Few can boast of the love of a giant bumble these days
Helen feels honored for her bee adores her in all ways
Others cower in horror, when they see her bee’s stinger.
She is not fearful, for her pet is a doosie, a ding-a-linger.
He has her back, others leave her alone, never bother her at all.
Even giants and elephants do not come near, her enemies fall.
Running away practically before they do something mean to her.
Her giant bumble bee is her best friend, and an incredible cure.
Big bad bumblebee bear was fluffy and cuddly
We did not know his name, so we called him Duddly
He rolled around on the roses and tried to tiptoe on the lily
We loved watching this big goof, he was adorable and silly.
I often see a bumblebee,
I then wonder what she thought of me,
But now it doesn't matter really.
Truth is I always left her to just be.
Bumblebee dad hugs his new hammock, a bit lazy
Rolling on his tummy, for a well-earned sleep
Baby bees buzz around playing like crazy
Jumping back and forth, playing tag and leap
It’s father’s day! The kids buzz back and forth to each other.
Wanting Daddy to jump up and play, complaining to mother.
Let’s let him rest, she says. He has earned a bit of today to relax.
Daddy’s eyes close, he leans into his hammock, happy to the max.
extensive empire
vast confiscated castles ~
no time for bumbling
beside babbling brook
bloomed beautiful bluebonnets ~
bumblebee buzzing
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Date written: 02/27/2023
Picky bumble bee lives in a new pumpkin house
She had to clean it thoroughly after the mouse
He had left partial bits of food all over the place
Consequently, she had to clean and sanitize the space
It’s all mine now, she declared to whoever would listen.
The floors had a sparkle, and the windows had a glisten.
Pumpkin smelled like Pinesol, Windex and bleach.
It’s a great place! Said the worm “Much better than my peach!”
Sweet merry happy chickadee
was terrified of the old racer chimpanzee
He is not so bad threw in the bumblebee
If you knew him well, you could easily see…
But he has such a loud monster truck-like Humvee!
It scares the honey nectar juice out of me!
We watched him race at the chimpanzee Grand Prix.
My auntie Tee paid for Chickadee’s entrée fee.
Now we are all friends – he, she, they and me.
Of course, this includes the wild ornery bumblebee.
We all went out last Tuesday for Orange Pekoe Tea.
Chickadee, chimpanzee, bumblebee and me!
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