Taste of nectar
Overpowers fresh blooms
Swirling above blue-stripped
sky, bees
wiggle and hum
rhythm of air & clouds
Sweet song of honey
captivates
running deep their veins
With quick beats, they fly
round and round
between heat & sugary dreams
I dance with
buzzing choir
Posted for D'verse Poets pub - Quadrille - a poem in 44 words ~ Hosted by Bjorn Rudberg
Bees "dance" as a form of communication to other bees about a source of nectar or honey ~
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