Bees Poems

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
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Your hands easy
weight, teasing the bees
hived in my hair, your smile at the
slope of my cheek. On the
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Oh, give us pleasure in the flowers to-day;
And give us not to think so far away
As the uncertain harvest; keep us here
All simply in the springing of the year.
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At the bottom of my garden
There's a hedgehog and a frog
And a lot of creepy-crawlies
Living underneath a log,
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I ask for a moment's indulgence to sit by thy side. The works
that I have in hand I will finish afterwards.

Away from the sight of thy face my heart knows no rest nor respite,
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The young maricones and the horny muchachas,
The big fat widows delirious from insomnia,
The young wives thirty hours' pregnant,
And the hoarse tomcats that cross my garden at night,
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Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
Conspiring with him how to load and bless
With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eaves run;
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See what delights in sylvan scenes appear!
Descending Gods have found Elysium here.
In woods bright Venus with Adonis stray'd,
And chaste Diana haunts the forest shade.
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All through an empty place I go,
And find her not in any room;
The candles and the lamps I light
Go down before a wind of gloom.
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Last night as I was sleeping,
I dreamt—marvelous error!—
that a spring was breaking
out in my heart.
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When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder's in the shock,
And you hear the kyouck and gobble of the struttin' turkey cock,
And the clackin' of the guineys, and the cluckin' of the hens
And the rooster's hallylooyer as he tiptoes on the fence
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Men of England, wherefore plough
For the lords who lay ye low?
Wherefore weave with toil and care
The rich robes your tyrants wear?
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I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers,
From the seas and the streams;
I bear light shade for the leaves when laid
In their noonday dreams.
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Help for a patriot distressed, a spotless spirit hurt,
Help for an honourable clan sore trampled in the dirt!
From Queenstown Bay to Donegal, O listen to my song,
The honourable gentlemen have suffered grievous wrong.
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All sounds have been as music to my listening:
Pacific lamentations of slow bells,
The crunch of boots on blue snow rosy-glistening,
Shuffle of autumn leaves; and all farewells:
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How he sleepeth! having drunken
Weary childhood's mandragore,
From his pretty eyes have sunken
Pleasures, to make room for more- -
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So much have I forgotten in ten years,
So much in ten brief years! I have forgot
What time the purple apples come to juice,
And what month brings the shy forget-me-not.
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Today we have naming of parts. Yesterday,
We had daily cleaning. And tomorrow morning,
We shall have what to do after firing. But today,
Today we have naming of parts. Japonica
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No sun - no moon!
No morn - no noon -
No dawn - no dusk - no proper time of day.
No warmth, no cheerfulness, no healthful ease,
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Remember the 1340's? We were doing a dance called the Catapult.
You always wore brown, the color craze of the decade,
and I was draped in one of those capes that were popular,
the ones with unicorns and pomegranates in needlework.
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tiny buzzing wings
gathering nectar for hive
sacrifice of bees -
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insects can surprised us with colourful creations
children adults love adore colourful surprises
French beekeepers discovered that their bees
in 2012 had produced green and blue honey
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Bees can sting
Bees can fly
Bees can sip from slightly high
Bees can dance
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The meliponine bees do be
Found all throughout the Amazon.
Though stingless they bite easily
When they perceive there's threats upon.
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we do have many types
of bees popping up
everywhere and
twenty
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The flowers are the 'ears' of plants
Listening for the buzz of bees.
The plants take comfort in the chance
Of increased opportunities
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Buzzing little honey bees-
Chasing flowers in the breeze
Swaying with them to and fro-
You move so fast and then you go
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Bees collect honey
Bees go not only to flowers but also to other places. Bees have to go to dustbin and all other dirty drains.

We know who lives and what lives in dirty places! Flies, insects, mosquitoes and other insects that are carrying germs!
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Buzzing bees

Buzzing bees o buzzing bees
Make your sweet and fruits for me,
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In the busy world of the bee
Each one has a specialised occupation
BZZZZZZZ brum brum BZZZZZZZ
The Royal bee, the matriarchal Queen
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