If I were a bee,
this is where I’d be.
No detour to a tree,
no swimming in sweet pea,
but lighting on a lily,
pretty as can be.
I’d fly back to the hive,
enough pollen for five,
zip into a nose dive,
aquiver, thrumming, alive,
with enough vim to thrive.
Oh the colors I’d see,
dancing on anything I fancy,
a laden fig tree
or a floral marquee.
Why not? I’m the Queen Bee!
Where would you be?
Note: I imagine myself a bee today. What would you be? And where would you go? I’d like to know. Happy Poetry Friday tomorrow, hosted thanks to Julieanne Harmatz of To Read To Write To Be this week.
I think I will always want to be a bird soaring, singing and migrating, seeing the world from above. It may be due to my name or the poetry from the seventies, Jonathan Livingston Seagull. 🙂
The peaceful cooing of a mourning dove outside my friend, Jenny’s window, gives me a soothing feeling. The bright red, amidst the snow, of a cardinal cheers me, too.
I could write quite a lot about feelings about birds, Brenda. I liked your Queen Bee status! The Rose of Sharon flower is indeed a pretty one!
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I like to imagine being a bird, too. I like to imagine being high above it all.
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I like the poem.
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Thank you!
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welcome
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Oh, to hover and dance amidst that “floral marquee”! Lovely, Brenda!
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I’m glad you like it! 🙂
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Today I would be a seed. A tiny seed of Bermuda grass floating through the breeze. What a lovely thought! Thank you for the invitation today, Brenda!
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That is a lovely thing to be Kiesha. All the power of the world is in a seed.
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A bee is a good choice! Nice poem! Ruth, thereisnosuchthingasagodforsakentown.blogspot.com
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Thanks, Ruth! I liked yours, too. I am still thinking of those hands.
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“aquiver, thrumming, alive”–my favorite line too for the way it breaks a little bit the predictable lilt, the way a bee’s flight and hover isn’t predictable. Wishing you much honey.
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Thanks, Heidi. I would be erratic and a bit dangerous, too. 🙂 Yes, it would be fine to be a bee.
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Lovely what a wish to be!! 🙂
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I could feed the world were I a bee. 🙂
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Oh it was so much fun to read this 🙂
I feel inspired… Might write something inspired by this on my blog too..:)
Today if you ask me
What would I be
I would tell you that
I want to be a tree
Free from choices
Free from freedom
What will be, will be
Love reading you
N
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You would be a magnificent tree. The breezes would love you, birds sing for you and the sun would rise to give you food, every day. Another good choice.
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You are too sweet Brenda, you put it too nicely. 🙂
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https://opinionatedhead.com/2016/08/14/what-will-i-be/
A post Inspired by yours 🙂
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I love it! Thanks for making sure I wouldn’t miss it.
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I am glad you did… Thanks for inspiring it.
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I always love the song(poem)” If I were a butterfly,
I’d thank you Lord for giving me wings”
Your poem made me remember that song I taught children in Sunday school
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That is a sweet memory. Thanks for sharing it.
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Love your clever rhyme pattern. I’d be a bouncy hound, I think
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You did a wonderful bouncy hound poem!
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A lily would make a fantastic throne, but I think I’d rather be a summer breeze. I don’t care where it takes me, just so long as it’s away from the endless, stagnant humidity.
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A summer breeze is welcome everywhere. Good choice.
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That’s a hard question, Brenda. Maybe I would be a butterfly who’s come to visit the flowers, too. 🙂
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We’d be buddies then. 🙂
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I got a picture of bees in a rose here last week – got the same feelings in your poem! Oh, to be a bee!
Just for today
I want to be
A yellow lab
by the sea,
Splashing, diving in
with glee!
Fetching driftwood,
once a tree,
To drop it at
the feet of me.
Thanks for the poem!
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Thanks for your poem, Yellow Lab!
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Oh to be a bee! Today I’d be a cat. To jump and prowl and be so beautiful in every pose.
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Indeed, you are Queen Cat today, ruing Poetry Friday from your sunny spot. 🙂
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To the Queen Bee, I would be the solitary seagull sitting on a jetty overlooking the ocean in a pensive mood. Maybe, I will write about that someday soon. I took photos of seagulls doing just that last weekend.
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We must have been snapping pictures of seagulls at the same time practically….they’ve been picture perfect lately!
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I am sad I might not get to ocean this year. Maybe I’ll visit the ocean in the fall.
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They must be the most zen creatures, looking at the ocean constantly as they do.
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Now those flowers would be some plush digs! Your insect-friendly post is a bit prettier than mine today, no? ;0)
Thanks for sharing, and for claiming Queen Bee status. Today I’d be a circling hawk of some sort, trying to see the big picture as I’m gearing up for fall! Krreeeeeee….
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Eek! Your hawk is making the bee and sparrow nervous! 🙂 I feel like Queen Bee after my surgery, directing everything from my chair. LOL
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I’d be a brolga. So tall. Such long legs. Somewhat raucous. Perhaps I’d even acquire some dancing skills.
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What a beautiful bird! Well, I sure would like to see that!
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“aquiver, thrumming, alive”–love that line! If I could be anything right now, I’d be asleep, but since that’s clearly not meant to be at least I have lovely poems and a meteor shower to enjoy!
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Oh, no! I hope you got some sleep. Did you see lots of shooting stars?
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Just shy of a dozen 🙂 A lovely memory-making moment!
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I’m here in the mountains where it’s dark at night, but it’s been cloudy every day. Sigh.
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A bee would be fine with me, although I would have to get over my allergic reaction to lily scent. 🙂
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I’m allergic, too. But if I can imagine myself a bee, I can imagine away my allergies. 🙂
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How true.
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I’d be a house sparrow. Its cheeping song, its swiftness, playful demeanor, and universality holds great appeal!
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Nest in my eaves, wake me each morn. Never take leave, I’d be forlorn.
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This is so beautiful… love the implicit personification here … and particularly liked the second stanza… very well done, dear Bren… sending love and best wishes. Aquileana ✨💎
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Thanks, Aquileana! Always happy to see your starry steps, my celestial friend.
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so cute and happy! i’d be a cheeky monkey, climbing through the trees and swinging on the vines, up to all kinds of mischief )
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LOL You’d be a great cheeky monkey!
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