A Pheromonal Reaction To The Blooming Pear Tree Poem by Ted Sheridan

One lone honeybee, wings dancing in flight; circling
a small patch of clover with its senses all a buzz.
Signaling the distance and source of the precious sweet nectar,
it communicates with the colony, where the Queen snug in her hive,
anxiously awaits the news of such discovery and the new birth
of her many Drones. Outside the waxy walls of the kingdom;
Winter dies slowly as both the sound and scent of Spring arrive…

2008 © T Sheridan