Spring afternoon. Spring shoots,
leaves zest of lime green. Breezes
stir thousands of yellow waves
who patiently beguile.
At 68° bees stream from hives
over the meadow and ravish
these voluptuous damsels,
who unfurl their golden arms.
Bumblebees bully for position,
Sweat Bees hover above—
all promiscuous pollinators!
Such buzzing orgies in pastures
of pristine buttercups.
Poem by Peter Venable
The author was written poems in all shapes and sized for over fifty years. he was honored to appear in Tiny Seeds Journal last spring.