Sting

I may not be

a butterfly

 

that beauty

baiting you

with flutter-by wings

 

and I do sting

should your

breeze cause me unease

 

but remember

 from where

the honey

you so crave

comes

Reviews

[Melati]

I like this poem. It's beautiful written and the connotation of it. I like the last stanza cause that is for me "suffering". "but remember from where the honey you so crave comes". Thanks for sharing of your nice poem.

[MOON]

Beautiful, I might not come packaged but its the essence that counts.

[YouoweYoupay]

When we point at a bee buzzing near by, the very typical, instant recation would be a yelp or a "WHERE??" It's the wasp that usually stings and hurts you even when you haven't bothered it, people seem to confuse that with the beautiful, sunlight stroked creature that waltzes slowly near the crimson roses and snow-white jasmine. The bees that manufacture one of the most wanted sweet pleasures, are sadly diverging down towards exctinction.

A brief, but strong reminder of how we should learn of the contents of some1 before deciding what they are. I like how it smoothly flows into a thoughtful end; conveying both a humane and scientific message.

-youoweyoupay

[*** Hey Jude***]

Beauty comes from the inside out as they say! You display this with the gentle, yet strong words held within this prose. Well done ~ Jude :-)

[J]

wooo! delightfully, artfully articulating where the substantive matter truly resides . . . not in distractions of flawless aesthetics, but rather where truth may sting yet unparalleled fulfillment abides. such depth hidden in the allure of flutter-by wings. goodness! well done!

[*~*Butterfly Kisses*~*]

Great message. Never judging a book by its cover, comes to mind.

[Renée]

I enjoy the simplicity of your work.. aww well written! love those sweet bees ( ;

[Ed Hart]

ah, the ladies

[Leslie Philibert]

Gentle, elegant piece of writing with a clever message, good piece of literature.