bees
calmed by smoke
allow the theft
gather the honey
in pots
melt the wax
add the wick
light the candle
it smokes
and
calms
the
bees
~
Words and Photography ©2018 Tanya Cliff ~ to contact me
Posted in poetry & free verse.
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A true “bee buzz” as their honey is pilfered. As they come to one can hear “Dude, where is our honey?”
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Lol
I wouldn’t want to stick around for that part. Thanks, Keith!
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Very good. I like the irony.😊
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Thank you! I do love those bees. 😊
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Good one
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Thank you! Glad you liked it.
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Wonderful, Tanya.
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Thank you, Jennie! 😊💐
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You’re welcome, Tanya! 🐝🌸
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Thank you for the share! Much appreciated.
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In my corner of the world, the clocks have moved forward and the weather is following. Welcome Spring…
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Thank you for the share, David. Have a wonderful week!
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