have come to visit
buzzing, black and yellow
furballs in the sky
feet fat with pollen
life-giving force
of the garden. Bumble Bees, I'm told
are valued highly
for their gold.
They're not supposed
to get off the ground
aerodynamic proportions
are unsound
but no-one told them.
thinking about nectar
doing the rounds
away from home;
Buzzing about their business
new perfumes to be found. The bee attitude
- it gets around. Buzzwords,
some sweet like honey
some come with a sting
Buzz Words from the heart
designed to take wing.
Lyrics © Copyright Keith Newman 1996
Bees & Beeswax // Bee-links.