Sunday, July 18, 2010

The Saga of the Bee - July 18, 2010

The Saga of the Bee

You softly light upon me unannounced
Offending all my tranquility
Sly and cunning in your swift approach
As you creep right up on me

I watch your quest with breathless interest
Yet, silently in increasing fear
Submissive to your persistent touch
As I wonder why you're here

Do you see me as a frustrating hindrance
Or am I part of your life's crusade
Are you taking delight in my fearful plight
Or merely wishing I'd go away

Have I become your latest amusement
To incapacitate with dreadful fear
Or would you prefer I assert my valiant pride
And vanquish you from here

I am not quite sure of your intentions
Perhaps you are not sure of mine
But I've grown weary of this wondering
And all this rising fear is asinine

The time has come for one of us to finally make a move
Regardless of the reasons you are here
As I know the pain you can inflict is powerful and strong
You can watch me run along in all my fear

Copyright *Neva Flores @2010


Anonymous said...

You have me laughing with your endearing words to the unknown plans of the Bee! Really flowing and well, well, written, Neva!

BBB said...

Lighthearted fun words! :))

ensemble5 said...

Thank you very much, this saga is really well made by your sweet words and hand written.. good day Neva. x.x.

Jonie said...

You have me smiling also Neva!

Neva Flores said...
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Anonymous said...

Amazing Saga of the Bee, love this Neva. You write in such a fascinating manner that its hard not to love everything in it. Everytime I view your writing, it reminds me of historical masters. (an incredible gift that entwines emotions into words, some seldom heard but felt in impact)Excellent!

lorilynn said...

wonderful and funny i found it to be. so right on when it comes to bees. i am allergic to bees.

revivor said...

great work getting inside the mind of the bee!!

Beatrice said...

I had to smile. The African bee is a bee IN A BAD MOOD, so I do not have to wonder about him, I just know he is out to get me.

Neva Flores said...

Oh no Beatrice, don't let that bee get you!

Anonymous said...

A dilemma in this poem, the bee is always after honey, run for your life if you do not want to be stung.

Neva Flores said...

Juan, you are a mess my friend. I smile.......:))

Bren Parks said...

Absolutely beautiful! Loved it! :))

Steven R. Ward (Kosyman) said...

I'm about to bust a move, haven't been stumbling in a while but glad you are still here & sounds good, hun :p