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He comes, he stays,
then goes
without a thought
to me
sitting still beneath
a tree
watching him flit
from bud
to blossoming bloom.
*
His business is not
with me—
this busy body visitor,
this bumbled
honey bee with protruding
proboscis
dripping sun warmed nectar,
sweet sustenance
for a hive bound Queen.
*
Performing his elaborate song
and dance
for the wind and the grass
and the leaves,
he does not even notice me.
Were I nothing
but a microscopic mite
clinging
to his back I could fly with him
*
to whichever daisied meadow
or cockle belled
garden grew along tomorrow’s
pollen dusted
path an undetected passenger
on the semi-social
drone who colonizes
anonymously
amidst the summer’s swelling swarm.
He comes, he stays,
then goes
without a thought
to me
sitting still beneath
a tree
watching him flit
from bud
to blossoming bloom.
*
His business is not
with me—
this busy body visitor,
this bumbled
honey bee with protruding
proboscis
dripping sun warmed nectar,
sweet sustenance
for a hive bound Queen.
*
Performing his elaborate song
and dance
for the wind and the grass
and the leaves,
he does not even notice me.
Were I nothing
but a microscopic mite
clinging
to his back I could fly with him
*
to whichever daisied meadow
or cockle belled
garden grew along tomorrow’s
pollen dusted
path an undetected passenger
on the semi-social
drone who colonizes
anonymously
amidst the summer’s swelling swarm.