say,
what lurks
inside that lovely white bloom
that has recently
emerged
from the cold cold gloom
of winter's earth?
i say
it's a bumblebee
god's finest creation
collecting the sweet nectar
collecting the sweet nectar
of mitigation
and warming even a
cold cold heart.
(blow up the bloom and you shall see)
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Lovely Photos
Moving Poetry
Spring is almost upon us.
Hate to spoil the mood, but…
you say, “Bumble”; I say, “Carpenter”. Those critters are just fueling up before they resume munching and tunneling their way through the trim on your barn. You know they’re in there – just listen.
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