Honey Bee

Honey Bee

A Poem by Alastor

I did this for a contest on DeviantArt, we had to pick a classic poet to try and write similar to their style, and I chose Robert Frost

I took a walk on one summer night
Just to help clear my mind
To wash out anger spawned from our fight,
And maybe give you some time
Into the forest, my trail will lead
To reflect on all of my pride
And remind me of this call I heed
That our souls still coincide

The woods are so humble and wise to me
To show a fool as myself
To lo and behold all of it's beauty
In favor and good health
It shows me summer, there, in it's grace
As honey bees pass me by
Filling their role, and niche in this place
And with winter's frost, they hide

For Nature is you, my "Honey Bee"
Go off! Spread your pollen now
And taste sweet nectar, those sights to see
And flee from all that is foul
So feral as well as instinctive
Yet graceful at the same time
But then you return with incentive
To be in my arms, be mine

"Honey, be merry" as you always say
Honey bees express you so well
A being instinctive in all of it's ways
Resembles the tales you tell
So Return to me and return my bliss
I'll bathe in your fervor inside
With admiration inconsistent as this...
Our souls still coincide

© 2012 Alastor

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Added on December 9, 2012
Last Updated on December 9, 2012
Tags: Frost, Honey, Bee, Nature, Love, cynical



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