The Queen of Bees

The Queen of Bees

A Poem by Vishuddha

When I awoke this morning
I found I was a fragile flower
Flagrant
Perched on a sunbeam's edge

I am inviting you to treat me, today
As a special jewel
A crystal with a thousand facets and inflections
A rainbowed dew drop with uncountable reflections
A holographic fragment containing the entire universe
A flowered, honey bee with sides and angles
You have never contemplated before

If you take up my invitation
I will treat you, in the morning, as an angel
In the afternoon, I will treat you like a king
And, when the fire burns bright tonight
And, you become a dragon
I will treat you as a god

I will be vibrant and perfumed
Enticing, with my eyes, your fires
My seething heart will breathe
Will heave
Igniting your desires

Buddha, secure in his detachment
May disapprove of my excesses
My caresses
My emotion
My devotion
But, I still, will
Bring to you
The pungent nectar
Of ten thousand flowers
Which burst
To quench your thirst

I will dance for you and sing
Give to you, my fluttering wing
Here, beside the blue bell's ring
I will meet, your sweet demands
I will give to you my sweet hands
I will give to you my sweet dreams
I will give you all my rainbowed facets
And, my sweet sunbeams

If you search my quiet shadows
And, the darkness of my eyes
If you brush away my showers
And, the hush of my disguise
I will invade you
And, persuade you
To believe in myths of old
To believe in warriors bold
To believe my body's gold
And, that I am
The Queen of Bees
I'm sweet as swamp fed, dogwood trees
Sweet, white clover, honey breeze
Swinging on my high trapeze
Through skies of amber, buzzing, please

My body's brushed
With pollen's dust
And, I am here to interweave
I am here to intertwine
I am here to wind
About you
Like a lavish, jasmine vine

I will feed you with ambrosias
Of the sweetest, wild perfume
Distilled from whisps of distant clouds
Which decorate the afternoon
And, the wishes of sweet flowers
Who have kissed the fragrant moon

If you wish me
If you kiss me
If you come and take my hand
You will see me
(You can't be me
But, I know
You'll understand)
I am just a fleeting notion
Yet, I am a potent potion
Like the sighs that fill the ocean
With restless waves and breathless motion

When you meet me
You complete me
You mistreat me
You defeat me
Yet, you are my revelation
You are my extreme elation
You compel my transformation

For you, I'll be my most sensational
In your arms I am insatiable
And, still, I am a fragile flower
Perched on the edge of a sunbeam's bower
My rainbowed, dew drop wings are sunny
If you kiss me, I'll turn into honey

[June 2015]

© 2015 Vishuddha


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OH MY>.. it is so beautiful and i was taken away by the LINES....YOU are surly a Queen Bee.

Posted 7 Years Ago


A rainbow dew drop with uncountable reflections. So nicely written.

and last stanza just made me melt.

lovely poem. Thank you.

Posted 7 Years Ago


she might sting eventually, but the flight and the kiss will be worth it.

a mythological kind of ride into love and passion...



Posted 7 Years Ago


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More than the writing itself..it felt to me that the writer is very much grounded in the arms of Mother Nature. She is acutely aware of the intricate links between love and how it is everywhere in nature...this was a spell bounding artwork with the consistency of sweet honey and weaved so artfully together. You are an inspiration to me.

Just one of your more outstanding pieces, Vishuddha:)

Posted 7 Years Ago


my heart fluttered through and through!! what a fine lovers poem (i want you;) reading left me tingling electric head to toe but especially in the third and fourth chakra points ... the color of the third is yellow .. like the edge of sunbeams :))
E.

Posted 7 Years Ago


Vishuddha

7 Years Ago

A romantic born into an unromantic era. I think all my chakras were ablaze with this one. Well, mayb.. read more
Einstein Noodle

7 Years Ago

ahahaha! not the first so much eh!? i can relate .. funny that's its place is at the first spot ... .. read more
Oh, what a poem! It's very long, but I really enjoyed this. Quite refreshingly different to what I'm used to reading, has an air of fantasy about it, and I do love that. Excellent, thank you for entertaining me!! :o)

Posted 7 Years Ago


Many beautiful words, images woven together here to enrich the reader, a very unique poem on nature. There's indeed a lot that goes on between flowers and bees, your imagination here has brought out a sweet tale. "If you kiss me, I'll turn into honey"- wonderful way to see it. A colorful write.

Posted 7 Years Ago


Vishuddha

7 Years Ago

I don't know who I like more, the flowers or the bees. Ah, if only we were so simple I might like ev.. read more
A sweetly passionate poem, filled with honey made out of ranbows.

Posted 7 Years Ago


Vishuddha

7 Years Ago

Oh, Marie, you are so sweet.

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Vishuddha

A Looking Glass Land, FL



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