Stingers Poems - Poems about Stingers

...All around me, the ugliness and rays. Those scrimshaw eyes, I’m dizzy with the haze. My pulsepoint jumped, too cozy with our friend. My arms and legs, in seesaw wave, betrays. My husband gr......Read the rest...

...Male bees are useless layabouts Gather no nectar or pollen Can't feed themselves Have no stingers Yet World War III Will be fought with a swarm Of a billion, billion drones Some made of cardbo......Read the rest...

...The garden haunts me with tales of terror whispers the last sighs of wilting flowers chills me with its predatory silence torments me with its unheard shrieks beauty edged with talons, thorns a......Read the rest...

...Best human-less picnic we have ever had! Humans beings are too big and their feet stink. Ant said, "they pass gas and blow us around for days." "They walk on our relatives, killing them," said bee......Read the rest...

...in Monticello finished rice field works we ate dinner with droopy bodies Raised tired and aching body I saw father to see the beehive I went to follow to help to solve and then touched two st......Read the rest...

...Buzzing and swarming they fly in from the south. They are plump with wings, stingers, I don’t see a mouth. Bees buzzing to a flower, on top of a birthday cake. I see them surround it, and my knees......Read the rest...

...Itsy Bitsy the tiny pixy always wore a frown for the other pixys treated him like a clown The other pixy boys did not want Itsy Bitsy around Itsy Bitsy flew too slow with small wings that were rou......Read the rest...

...sitting here damn near a late night because this sweet little voice telling, urging, damn near commanding me to push my pen all because my special angel told me "girl, that pen is your calling"......Read the rest...

...BUGS IN HEAVEN? Will there be butterflies in heaven I should like to see them there With all their gorgeous colors As they float softly through the air And the bees have lost th......Read the rest...

...When Moses came back down With his tablets and inscriptions He left some lying around With some critical prescriptions Continued at eleven Not to stop the count on fingers If you want to go t......Read the rest...

...hellish lava began to spew, In the form of threats and curses, Of all the vengeance I would do, Which a tortured mind rehearses. Afterwards, my wrath subsided, And a settled policy arose- Any "stingers" would be blighted, Before they could oppose. How do you explain things that sting, When you planned to do them no harm? After suffering the pain they bring, Man, and Nature, both lo......Read the rest...

...Within the frame a sepia scene a dusty porch a rickety chair the fabric of your dusky face creased with ceaseless sunbaked woes your old pair of getaway feet gives a different walk of life......Read the rest...

...The sky hounds are tracking me down in the cul-de-sac of social anxiety drive... Despite covering my tracks in a hot peppered wind... sticking the heart into a bowl of burning dice (to cover th......Read the rest...

...Mine eyes espied a glorious shade tree on a recent brutally hazy, hot and humid July summer day, where below the gnarled roots glazed occipital nerve did not see yellow-jackets minding their own......Read the rest...

...you don't hear much about sleeper cells anymore no whispers of elevating or lowering the terror alert... we've lost the rippled art of vigilance i suspect but you can bet the ghosts of the pen......Read the rest...