I Want To Be A Hapless, Happy Bee - Poem by Mark Heathcote
I want to dive into a flower.
Be engulfed by its desire
I want to feel its living fire its power
Source its one-sunlight prior.
I want to taste that vital kiss.
Firmly pressed embolden on my lips
Find how that fire extinguishing exists
When elements spoke of lay dead ellipse.
I want to see life's frenetic joy.
In a whirling dervish, spinning dance—
Not just see them reemploy
But feel entire my whole being in its plans.
I want to be a hapless, happy bee
… Ah a young, fair maiden swatted
With a book of love, poems on her knee
'Here whilst; my unending dreams they're subverted'.
Comments about I Want To Be A Hapless, Happy Bee by Mark Heathcote
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
Still I Rise
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Edgar Allan Poe
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You