Bumblebee, Bumblebee,
What do you see?
Are flowers as big to you as a tree to me?
Are stamens your tightrope?
Is that wet petal like a mountain slope?
Do you dream? What is your hope?
Bumblebee, bumblebee,
I care about you, you see.
Without you, there might be no me.
Copyright 2014 Brenda Davis Harsham
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I also love the white here!
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That bumblebee kind of looked like he slipped for a moment. 🙂
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Brenda, I am a big frady cat, I run like the wind around bumble bees LOL LOL, but I am damn glad they do their thing. Take care, Bill
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I lean in and take pictures!
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Love this!
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Thanks!!
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❤ Aw Brenda this is SO lovely. The poem is perfect and the photograph of the Bee even more so.
I adore Bumble Bees – and love to watch them collecting their 'swag'. I'm quite sure my neighbours must think I'm crazy – I've been known to follow a Bumble Bee around my garden, watching it as it stops and tastes all my flowers.
Oh heck – I've just realised that I'm a Bee Stalker!!! eeek! 😀 ~ Cobs. x
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Some of us just love the natural world. I sat on my bench at dusk one day for 20 minutes watching a bat pluck insects out of the air, and it was amazing, the speed and agility. I mentioned it to everyone walking by, they must have thought I was crazy. It looked like a bird, but if you really watched, it’s wings had to be those of a bat.
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I’d have sat down and enjoyed the ‘show’ with you.
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Kindred spirits. 🙂
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{nods in agreement} 😀
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This is a GORGEOUS blog–love those purple flowers in the header–WOW.
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Thanks!!
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Buzzzzz worthy cuteness:)
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LOL Buzzzzy happy feeling, now! 🙂
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Such a lovely, fun verse! 🙂
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Thanks! I appreciate your feedback! Warmly, Brenda
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I used to be terrified of bees, anything small that buzzed! Not quite so terrified now, but it is very true what you said ‘Without you, there might be no me’ that makes being afraid of them so silly. They are life to us, not death! 🙂
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I admire how constantly working they are. You never see a bee sitting around on a couch watching the telly. LOL
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Such fun, thanks for the smile.
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My pleasure! 🙂
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sweet innocence. 🙂 This reminds me of William Blake’s Tyger and Lamb poems. Sorry for truncating the titles.
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Oh, yes, I love those. What lovely poems to be compared to, thank you!
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So true! And such a great photo of the bee hanging on (for dear life?) to the flower.
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It did look that way! And don’t worry, it had no mishaps. After the photo, it went it’s merry way. 🙂
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That’s good to know! It was simply providing you with a perfect pose.
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That’s right! Purely a poser. LOL
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OH! to see the world from an insects point of view!
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It must be quite beautiful. The macros people have been taking of flowers are amazing: the patterns and details on tiny things. And those compound eyes, I wonder if they see three-dimensionally in a way we can’t.
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yes, the bees are so important )
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Yes!
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So beautiful and sweet and perfectly lovely!!! 🙂 even though I am scared of Bumblebees! 🙂 🙂
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Oh, bumblebees are so much more scared of you. They work so hard, the little things. 🙂
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I know, and I love them for it! It is just that they stung me pretty badly when I was a kid, and that fear is still in me , it was so painful!
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Oh, ouch! Sorry to hear that. Those aren’t fears that can be reasoned with, they are fears to be respected. 🙂
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What a light, fun and creative poem. I loved it 🙂
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Thanks! I really like the bees. 🙂
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I love them too – my name means honey-bee in Greek!
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Oh, how cool!!
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