Saturday, April 15, 2017

POLLINATION 1.0

POLLINATION 1.0

It's quite buzzy in the side garden.
Skippers, as curious as cats, flit about
and check me out, tasting me
as if I were an exotic flower.
I didn't realize a purple plaid flannel nightie
was such a butterfly magnet.
A small blue dragonfly cruises by, 
no pond in sight. Wonder where his home is? 
The noisy bumblebees are still trying 
to pollinate the wrong end 
of the pineapple sage flowers. 
All that red drives them crazy. 
Dark tuxedoed suitors romancing 
the tight-lipped blossoms, red devils in heels. 
They ignore the wide snowy thighs and veils
of the sweet honeysuckle and lemon. 
The European honeybees, all business,
and no pleasure, show the bumblers 
how to do it right, but they're terrible 
students. All ADD and Ritalin. And sex.
The tattered flowers are worse for wear.
Even the beeflies energetically get into the mix. 
You'd think there was a string quartet 
warming up in the wings.

4/15/2017



first draft
It's quite buzzy in the side garden. Skippers, as curious as cats, check me out as if I was some exotic flower to taste. A small blue dragonfly cruises by, no pond in sight. Wonder where home is? The bumblebees are still trying to pollinate the wrong end of the pineapple sage flower. But all that red drives them crazy. Dark suitors romancing the red dressed ladies, tight red devils. They ignore the wide open thighs of the honeysuckle. The European honeybees show bumblers how to do it right but they're terrible students. All ADD. Even the beeflies get into the mix. you'd think it was a string quartet warming up.

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