In praise of the beautiful bee.

In praise of the beautiful bee.

A Poem by Beccy
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" a sonnet of sorts. "

"
                                        
I once met a bee with 
a man in his bonnet,
so I sat myself down 
and I wrote him a sonnet,
with words honey sweet 
calculated to soothe
the path of his flight 
from erratic to smooth.

                                
'Oh little Bee, thou art the noblest thing,
supping sweet nectar as the sun beams down;
dappling upon thy clever, clever wing,
more gossamer than any silken gown:
that in thy enterprise is lost from sight,
beating more fast than any eye can tell; 
as though some godly hand has give thee flight,
whilst on this mortal clay I sadly dwell:
And as you drink of mother nature's wine, 
she smiles, indulgent to your every need;
for thou art perfect in your sweet design,
and she has oh so many mouths to feed:
So take thy fill, let all thy goodness flow, 
for thou art born to make the flowers grow.


With humble apologies to the Bard.  :))
 

© 2020 Beccy


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This is fantastic!!!! Nothing more to say.

Posted 3 Months Ago


this is such a wonderful sonnet, Such a lovely write. I enjoyed this one

Posted 4 Months Ago


"bee w/ man in bonnet" -- too brilliant to absorb! Also, you illustrate so vividly & compassionately with your remaining words in V1!!!! Whereas V2 stands in contrast (which I like) with a steady buzzing of imagery that conveys a sense of "busy-ness" and I'm a little tired out for ole ma nature by the end! Whew! *wink! wink!* Love your tribute to the bees! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 7 Months Ago


Lovely classical style in your tribute to the beautiful, hardworking bee. A gem of a write Beccy. Flowed like a stream, and the imagery and rhyme were first class. Well done. The Bard would be proud of you.

Chris

Posted 8 Months Ago


wonderful word play, the images buzz and bing like tiny stingful poems that sing,

Posted 8 Months Ago


this is lovely. there is truth, beauty and innocence in these flutters - as perfect creation intends. everything has a sweet part in the perfect plan of creation as you so elegantly remind. anything that makes the flowers grow is perfect and unquestionable. bravo ... :)

Posted 8 Months Ago


Don't know a sonnet from a man-size bee bonnet.
Did, however, thoroughly enjoy this uniquely eloquent poem.
While butterflies are the most beloved of insects, bees should be
the most respected--especially, after reading, "In Praise of the Beautiful
Bee."
Impressive work, B!


Posted 8 Months Ago


love it love it love it:) I think I read somewhere recently that the bee is considered one of the most important species on the planet! I have a love hate relationship with bees I was attacked by a nest of them when I was a boy... To this day it's hard for me to not swat them automatically when they come near:( I really love the flow and rhyme of this write Beccy

Posted 8 Months Ago


i like V1 better .... both can stand alone says i! ... i enjoy the focus on the wings ... the image and magic of bees floating is very inspiring and creative, Beccy! in V2 L7 "....has give thee flight" ... stretches syntax .. did you mean to write it like that? some alternatives might ... be extends thee flight ... inspires thy flight .. suspends your flight .... i am way not a sonnet guy and perhaps none of those fit the rules ... i also really like tying such a tiny creature to a monumental role in populating the earth with flowers ...
E.

Posted 8 Months Ago


You set this poem up to be not only odic and feel-good, but also a bit absurd when you say that the bee had a "man in his bonnet", which is a funny table-turned image that never gets touched upon in the sonnet itself. Now the sonnet itself, as much as I applaud your mastery of the archaic language, some of your iambs are not iambic, but rather anapestic, which is a tad jarring in a Shakespearean sonnet. Two of your three moments where this happens can be fixed by putting the verb further into the line where the iambs can sustain it, and the second can stay as is if you feel that line good enough as is (for it is), but you can also replace the extra "clever" with other filler that can smoothe out the iambs too (that I leave up to you).

Those are my only two comments about it. Everything else is sublime. That last couplet really drove it home. Here's to the bees and their work to keep nature alive.
#SavetheBees!!

Well done!

Posted 8 Months Ago



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Beccy
Beccy

Northampton, Northamptonshire, United Kingdom



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