The Bees And Me Poem by Glen Kappy
The Bees And Me
from 'While Passing Through'/Summer
Bees on Russian Sage—
me sweeping ground beneath them—
it's this dance we do.
I love this - how you discovered what you're doing, what they're doing, both separate are suddenly one common activity in your flash of perception. This is the magic and the swiftness of haiku. and myself the faraway reader. I too am pulled into this moment of unity.
cool! i'm glad. and as many as the bees are- they really seem to like the flowers of this plant- they've never stung me; in slightly different words, it feels to me like we have an understanding. thank you, daniel, for reading and commenting. -glen
thank you, anil! after years of sweeping the sidewalk beneath the russian sage every morning with the bees visiting its flowers, this came to me. glad you liked it. -glen
using a few words you have expressed so many things, nice poem thanks for sharing
thank you, shakil! and nice to meet you here at poemhunter. i appreciate your comment because it is what i hoped would be conveyed and what i like about haiku. be well! -glen
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Glen, i really found this Haiku very humorous. i can imagine you dancing with a broom. The poor insects beneath your broom! ha, ha, ha -the duet!
i'm glad when i can make people smile. (: ]) ] thanks for your reading and comment, geeta. bee blessed! -glen