by Ronald W. Hull
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The queen bee sits upon her throne,
Insuring that she's never alone.
Carefully cultivating every one,
Molding every mother's son.
Nurturing life throughout the hive,
Making sure it stays alive.
Making sure that she's the one,
When all is said, all is done.
She picks her drones carefully,
And cultivates them with care.
She wouldn't want her nest,
Sullied by a wild old hair.
From the head of a dread,
Challenge from within.
She has carefully defined,
What is and is not, sin.
And if, by chance, you cross her path,
Without permission given.
You are banished from hive,
For the life you're living.
Laughing out loud is her sting,
Full of sarcastic venom.
She makes of you the laughing stock.
In her matriarchy of women.
The queen of kings, hollow rings,
A hive built like a small town.
With a single stroke of gray smoke,
Her house of cards comes down.
The smoke of gray on the head,
Of the master clown.
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|Reviewed by Andre Bendavi ben-YEHU
|This poem, "Queen Bee" comes with the rhythm of knowledge played with the beats of a sage heart.
"Queen Bee" is a true poem depicting Nature mastercreation and society like a mirror of the queens and kings deeds.
I have learned and enjoyed a masterpiece that enriches the pages of Poetry.
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
|Reviewed by Nicole Davis Vergara (Reader)
|Ronald this is a very good clever and creative write which I have enjoyed reading...excellant tale!
|Reviewed by jude forese
|the beekeeper is definitely the destroyer of worlds... great write!|
|Reviewed by June Thompson
|Understanding the original concept of your writing is often hard for a thinker like me these days. This was wonderfully done though strangely painful to me.... am I bizaar.. not in my mind... excellent write|
|Reviewed by E T Waldron
|Very astute write Ronald, some queens belong in horror stories;-) creative piece!|
|Reviewed by Trixie Love
Such an interesting
|Reviewed by Sandie Angel
|Queen Bee is the queen! That's just the way it is. Good write Ron!
May Lu a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)
|Reviewed by Leland Waldrip
|I liked this for its flow and rhyme and tale it tells. Nice poem, Ronald.
|Reviewed by Jessica Stanfield
Funny, my poem, "Radiant Relaxation" talks all about worker bees and the queen bee. Seems like maybe you read it. If not, you should. I like this poem. The rhyming is great, but I think that the last stanza,
"The smoke of gray on the head,
Of the master clown."
could be erased and the poem would be more powerful if it ended with the stanza before,
"With a single stroke of gray smoke,
Her house of cards comes down."
But thats just my opinion. Great job on this!
- J -
|Reviewed by Sandra Corona
|Sounds like you got even with her. Your pen stings :)!
|Reviewed by La Belle Rouge (Reader)
|You are truly a master of rhyme and you write such unique poetry. She sounds disgusting and not fit to rule but this is a clever poem, well penned.|