Long Worker bee Poems

genius?
sometimes you are in its minimal spotted light...sometimes!
other times you just know you've been touched and you freeze,
moved but frozen...like a stranger it moves in, does its work and leaves.

...maybe it's been a while since...

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(Remembering Innocence)


Note to Readers of Previous Versions:
There are so many new vignettes scattered throughout the poem that I hope you will reread the whole thing! There are new tales, improvements to previous verses, and improved...

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An apple a day keeps the doctor away
Not when you put cotton candy in our grapes
You might as well give it to a teacher,see what they have to say if they haven't already sold their...

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Bee ware


My first week’s pay!
What am I going to do!?
I have never had this much honey before!
First of all, I will go to,
The joke shop and get me those books I saw.
I could do with...

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They say Marriage is a 50/50 love, yet
at its end I became that lonesome dove.
Seeing I was outnumbered, I slowly caved into 
her marital masquerade, a benevolent shapeshifter
of sorts in a solemn Pisces recompense of
"yes...

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My great grandmother had about 49 children, so she also, probably never slept at night.
They were a large happy-go-lucky farm family, so somebody had to do those great big chores, right?
My own grandpa was the...

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She looks like a Mede,
talks like a Persian
Got Democrat soft bray skin,
but underneath is
hard tusk tongue Republican

Girl Pharaoh-day
loves to zombie talk Friday,
while sleepwalk listening on Monday

Talking pretty contentious,
looking glossy pretentious

Her Primary job 
is to give...

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Destination midnight,
                     a new year,
          ...

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Virginia was looking for an adventure at sea 
Her life was turned upside down due to being a worker bee 
Stress took its toll in her honey loving hive 
When one morning her romantic fantasy...

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There was a humming sound 
Hornet Honeys were in town 
Promoted by the media as a new found 
Getting the buzz 
And nectarine the love
Looking for interlocking rings 
Claiming they know things 
Thackray got wind...

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Beware the morning tiger
Before his first coffee
     Look out for the afternoon lizard:
     Ectotherm on the sidewalk soaking in other people’s acknowledgement
     ...

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If I am to be truly successful, my success should not be defined
by my possessions which tend to attach themselves and stick to us
like glue; and I must clearly choose to have a less crowded...

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                Visualizing Deepfake-ography scenes of it's obsessed imagination. 
Camera-Chimera watches, captures your every move,
where shadows dance with light, in marionette...

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I one day encountering a 
blooming rose

Witnessing it's pollen being suckled 
upon

By a common worker bee

I pondered what common
threads weave a webb

Was he or i in fact really
that different or both similarly 
and familiarity in...

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United 
By Rebecca Dominique Morris 

The worker bee is not just a sign
Its a representation of our community which terrorism will not undermine 
It's a symbol that stands strong 
like our community even though it's been done...

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128270 is all that I am
Merely a number no longer a man
A decade of hope and honor and pride
This machine has no compassion inside

Our leaders, stockholder and managers entranced
Lay havoc on each of us worker...

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Dare me to diagnose my condition?
 
I'm diagnosed with depression
Or rather does depression have me
Even the sad rain cries for me
Or do I cry because of rain

I’m bipolar type one
Or so I’ve been diagnosed
My depression tells...

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Dancing in a grove of trees
South of Mandalay
Grooving to a southern breeze
In a happy way

Suddenly a mango tree
Strange as it may seem
Opened wide and spoke to me
Just like in a dream

Hey there Mister Mango Tree
Are...

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Tagore says it mostly in incomplete lingering thoughts. The last line should equip you with a thousand more versatile ways, only do not pick up there, there is nothing to pick up there, in reluctance....

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The absent minded, the fools, the liars
    Filtering all things of what we're fed
      Tortured without sense behind desks conspired
       ...

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There I was, like a worker bee.
Like an inmate, longing to be free.
There I was, filled with dedication and zeal,
convinced that my belief was the real deal.
There I was, working hard for something  ...

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The bees could not have been more annoyed.
The faerie convention took over the marigolds.
Let’s zoom back to the lilacs, Worker Bee Dee suggested.
The lilacs had been commandeered by a bunch of brownies.

They could not squeeze...

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Dear Heart.

Sometimes you get attacked and keep on ticking.
At times, you take abuse and keep on kicking.
Sometimes we eat wrongly and never seem to learn.
This often causes you to get sick with heartburn.
Sometimes diseases develop...

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A buzzing worker bee in spring
spawning life with sweet kisses
to flowers and things

A petunia smiling in July
An autumn's breeze brings 
an evening cry

So fragile!

An infant lies alone in its cradle
longing for their mother with her...

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If I was that bird flying so high, 
      would fear still: be able take a hold of me.
      Dearing not to look down, at...

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