Flowers come alive,
buzzing big bee hive.
Color exploding,
weeds now unloading.
Spring is coming here,
all can give a cheer.
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Every Tree in the Park
I love to stare through leaf-shade under wide trees,
Under confetti-scraps of green-gold sunshine
Scattered by a breathing invisible breeze:
Each planted parasol a unique design.
I love seed-codes, sudden sprouts, giants’ ages;
Bud-burst, summer stretch, autumn, winter stages.
When bowed in purple storms, when wild branches thrash,
Lightning strikes, cracks. Trees, still magnificent - crash!
Mozzies Buzzing
I hate can’t-be-seen sneaky mozzies that whine.
Sniffing for carbon dioxide, these teasers
Ignore other people and focus on mine.
Why are all others not such mozzie-pleasers?
I snatch vacant air, slap and smack my own face,
Flick the light, but of the slim insect - no trace.
Could I suffocate hiding under this sheet?
I pulled it too high - now they’re biting my feet!
the buzzing was abnormally loud
I thought it was a giant super bee
Possibly manufactured by North Korea
My eyes took a few seconds to find it
She was fast moving
The largest hummingbird I have ever seen
I tried to take a video of her
but she disappeared before my phone booted up
I am broken in, i’ve learned
i have got no message to return
my ears ring, the streets sing
with your smile on displace
tomorrow takes today
Cicadas Hiku 38
c a d a
i s
b u z z i n g c
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on v e r d a n t l t r e e s~
e a f y / \
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n ~a ~t ~u ~re `s s -w -e e –e - t s ~u ~m ~m ~e ~r s –o –n –g –s.
The spiritual gem inside me,
sometimes sounds like a huge buzzing bee.
This rumbling sound makes me want to flee,
flee to peace and not for glee.
I know when my soul needs to rest,
as I put it back into my chest.
This crazy world has it dressed,
now my soul needs to pass the test.
Even when we are both all stressed,
quietness and prayer will fill us with new zest.
annoying buzzing
summer evening soft humming
cicada love song
Awakening early mornings with an eerie sound,
as cicadas start calling, emerging from the ground.
These harmless insects shed their exoskeletons,
leaving evidence of cycle changes for every one.
In their once timely appearance you could have placed stock,
due to their biological alarm clock.
Now with global warming and the earth heating up,
cicadas are coming more frequently to mate and feed on newer stuff.
Changing their long held patterns, navigating cooler courses,
they are moving further north in search of better food choices.
Don't run off to an audiologist my friend, that buzzing
in your ears is just this new cicada trend.
Pardon me, buzzing bee
Do you think that you are free
No siree. Nor have I ever been...
Here comes my empress
~ Long live the Queen!
Buzzing bees that always pass by
You don't even understand why
You don't know them and they don't know you
They don't know what you're going through
You don't understand what's their problem
Honestly, you don't even mind them
You can't remember meeting them, even once
You may not even do if you had the chance
For haters, you do not like
They try to hamper your way to hike
They're like humps on you're tranquil way
That try to block the light of your day
I sat and watched as it continually banged it's head into the window pane, that fly.
My cat sits on the cill and swipes out at the fly as it buzzes around his head,
But he missed and knocked over a china vase instead.
The fly seemed startled and goes round and round the light.
It's buzzing is driving me crazy, it's becoming such a bore,
So I open everything I can and the fly goes out of the door.
Bees buzz on flowers
Honey drops from nest above
Honey made, bees rest
in the hammock of summer
across the Channel
bees are buzzing
buzzing baby acrobat
backwards, forwards, act, act, act
insects and flowers are your steady diet
We love watching you, hummingbird. You are a riot!
NONET TYPE OF POEM
WANDERING AND WONDERING
Wandering down a bright country lane
Viewing all the plants and lofty trees
I heard the birds sing refrain
To the buzzing insects
flying here and there
polinating
assigned task
well done
craft
Copyright, Kathryn Search
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