Bee
wings
like invisible
shields. Bee hive
body like a tiger – striped
fur. God of life and carnations
pollinating seeds. Tribe of warriors
killer bees, boxers of venom, sting
like a bee, float like a butterfly.
Aliens of rare species. I was stung when I was 27,
on Narbourough Road, near Enderby –
bee, bee, bee. It was painful,
swelling in my hand. I tried to kill the bee
I still like them
I bear no ill will
Sun angels in spirit
buzz around the sun
Rainbow bees of creation
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