Leaving the Hive.

its about us all

Leaving the Hive.

 

It’s said that honey never

goes bad, the sugar concentration

is so high nothing can grow there,

a preservative in its own right.  Every

bit of sweetness a bee can conjure

is placed into a comb, and all it’s

anger is delivered in a sting.

Honey can sustain life, and give

energy, it will carry through a long

winter, but only on its terms. But, life

needs the messy bits, ones that

crumble over time, that stumble

as they get older, the food that needs

us to grow.  Crops that take our time

that yield under our care, and under

the beautiful decay of smelly soil.

Honey makes it sweet, but nothing

can live there.  We need something

with an expiration date to keep

us honest.

Reviews

[Kelly Scheppers]

How abundantly clever this is!

[FaeryQueen]

loooooooooooooooooooooooooooove this!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[Annie Gryphon]

Interesting thoughts. Next time i open a glass of honey i will think of your poem.