Short Apiary Poems

Q: Bees Bees Who Needs Bees, 
Who Even Needs the Knees of Bees. 

A: You need bees and I need bees 
We all need bees to be....

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As geese slowly cruise around the edge of the pond;
small gosling’s hurry to keep up.
The first light of the new day begins to peek
above the horizon off to the east.
A man with his coffee sits upon the deck 
and ponders his day.
Mists of the early morning move like tendrils
across the water and dew twinkles in the
green grass of the yard.
The Beeman, donning hat and veil, slowly
walks the path towards the apiary just as 
a peach sunrise ignites a Georgia sky....

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You need a Recording Diary
For grabbed answers to enquiry, 
Diary for retrieving the truth
Hands in pocket for chatting with Ruth …

Heed not the size of your Diary,
It can long notes pack on Apiary: 
Hives of bees now the idea of Ruth 
Testing out some Managerial Truth

With a Diary business opens
Two hands in pocket nothing happens. 
Always Diary for the asked question, 
You can’t in mind keep all suggestions
Opinions won’t be favorable 
Your bursting rebuff conceivable....

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Take my hand,walk with me,
Like the light,let me lead you to the farm
A music show awaits;
Bees humming within the isolated apiary
Cows moe in their grazing circles,
While sheep's bleat amongst them;
Donkeys braying, dogs barking in a distance,
The rooster throws in a mix with a crow,
The pigs grunt,grunt,grunt here and there.
The herdsman whistles, the birds chirp nonstop;
The wind blows by,a cool refreshing we get,
Before granny's hungry cat hisses,and purrs by my one side eye.
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