Honeybee Poems - Poems about Honeybee

Women are like Wild Honey

They start thick— 
not the polite kind you stir into tea
not the mild drizzle on breakfast toast
but the kind that runs hot
slow
dangerous 
coating your tongue before you grasp
the price of its pleasure.

They start golden— 
dripping off the comb 
sun pressed into their marrow 
too rich, too syrupy— 
gumming up the gears of your schemes 
too

honeybee dance explains all

Buzzing fuzzy brown bee flies in for a honeybee dance
We know it’s far because he does a figure eight
If honeycomb was near, he would have done a quick circle prance
We got ready for a long trek, honeycomb tasting our fate.

The Beauty of Sea

Ah! how beautiful you are
You are like the first love of honeybee
Whenever I see you, I feel a upward move
Breathing you call a light fever
Sunray gets a magic heart touching by you
Everybody waits to see the wavy boat on you
Singing a song on your land like a best ever gift
And the sky takes all the

Oh, Honeybee

I met this fine lady
on Saturday night
Hot Mocha all over
satin dress was skin tight
Her musical nuance
playin six and eight-time
She says Loves ain't a sin
Honey and it's not a crime

Didn't have to think
we went for a ride
Yeah, call it a spin
We grooved all night
She gave me a kiss
as I gaze in her eyes
She says Love's not

An Ode To My Honeybee

I was found by you in my darkest time
You landed upon me as if I was a freshly bloomed flower
You made me feel young and beautiful
I felt like I could sing, like I could dance once again
And so my dearest honeybee 
I give you the pollen of my flower
I give you the fruits of my

Phoebe Freebie

Fee Bee is the Queen of the Hive
With drones to make her feel alive
She eats royal jelly
To fill up her belly
So the Hive will survive and thrive

Honeybee

If I come to you in summer fields
full of fragrant bell-shaped flowers,
would you fly that I might follow
to watch you dance before your fellows
in floral-edged soliloquy.

With vibrant tempos fundamental
you turn and run and circle 'round,
find vertical inclination
to correlate the invitation
and fly the pathway now revealed -

Then come again to summer fields
full of fragrant bell-shaped flowers.

*****

Note:

Sweet Tea

honeybees frolic
nectar rich white clover buds
tomorrow's iced tea

written July 20, 2021

Mr Honeybee Nursery Rhyme

Buzzing about, On wings of black
Wearing gold stripes
He lands on a pretty lilac
And sits there for a bit

Mr. Honeybee
Works all the day long
Drinking from the sweet pea
Nursing his appetite
With flavors bold as the fruit tree

Brilliant blooms
So lively and vibrant
They seem to breathe perfumes
Of joy through the air
As Mr. Honeybee resumes
Weaving through the sunshine rays
That wash

In Late Summer

In late summer the trees in our front yard flower. 
Our neighbor calls the trees "High Heavens"
because the blossoms and subsequent purple berries reach toward the sky, 
and in late afternoon sun take on an ethereal, golden-lavender color.

When the trees blossom they are filled with honeybees going about their honey-
collecting business. 
Some days the trees

A Honeybee

I am a honeybee, 
an indefatigable worker 
I work just as hard as an ant.
I don't work alone, of course
I have a colony behind me!
I'm a crucial part of the ecosystem

You'll find me feeding on nectar 
or pollen in the meadow, in the garden,
in the park, even roadside.
I'm not far wherever flowers are available.
I make

Honey Bee

Soft golden brown, so plain to see,
A solitary honeybee
Busy buzzing from bloom to bloom
No more bees though plenty of room.

Fireflies seem fewer anymore
Where thousands glowed in days of yore.
Passenger pigeons once filled skies
But ladies’ plumes brought their demise.

Stars still twinkle but seem less bright;
Driven dimmer by city light.
More children are alone at night
As deadbeat fathers

The Irony Is

Honeybee
you say you are 
just one of many -
but you help 
my flowers grow
and you always
sweeten my day

Skylark
you say your song 
is just ordinary -
but your melody
is my morning sonata
it makes my heart sing
a song of hope
while the sky
is still dark

Friend
you say you
are nobody special -
but the irony is:
that is exactly 
what makes you
special

Honeybee

honeybee
by Michael R. Burch

love was a little treble thing?
prone to sing
and sometimes to sting

Keywords/Tags: Love, Honey, Bee, Honeybee, Honeypot, Honeycomb, Nectar, Clover, Sweet, Sweets, Humor, Humorous, Light Verse, Treble, Song, Songbird, Sing, Singing, Buzz, Buzzing, Abuzz, Hive, Queen, Drone, Worker, Sting, Be Free, Relationship, Relationships

Honeybee

You float in mid-air ever so bubbly
Your unimaginable sweetness caught me
You turn and swirl like there's no limit
You aim and strike when you got hurt

My sweet little honeybee
Your smile can be an eye-catchy
Even since when you're just a baby
Your tender and soft touch is adored by many

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