Exerpt from the poem "She Bee", published by Verse Libre Quarterly (VLQ) in their Spring '06 edition
...She fanned her wings. Couldn’t explain that the honey made her feel closer to him, the pull of the heavy sap, the locking of bodies, if only temporary. The tacky skin left, evidence of their love. As if somehow that would make him stay. The scent of her flower a memory in the sweet honey.
Forget that at the start of winter, all worker bees die...
Perhaps "..Quiet Storm" will help rekindle old flames buried and long forgotten or express the love so deeply locked inside of your soul longing to be released.
Regardless of where you may be found in love this beautiful masterpiece can be
In the Whirlwind is a poetic storm that frees history from the cages of corruption and puts it in the hands of everyday people. Words are weaved into a new fashion statement that has nothing to do with runways but everything to do with projects!
Perhaps "..Quiet Storm" will help rekindle old flames buried and long forgotten or express the love so deeply locked inside of your soul longing to be released.
Regardless of where you may be found in love this beautiful masterpiece can be
Ron
FEe
I don't know what to say
except that I loved it :)