A to Z Blog Challenge Meets NaPoWriMo
Theme: It’s the Little Things
April 2, 2015
Bees are in decline—
we’re told, we know—
except the one that just flew
between my face and the screen,
except the fat one fondling
the rosemary’s blooms,
except the ones fussing the clover
that my dog wants to roll in.
Trapped in sheets
between dog paws, dog backs,
bodies not my own
a straitjacket of effective design.
Snorts and grunts
assail the peace…
and no place I’d rather be,
from lighted, waking life.
pummeled by water and violent air
stripped of moisture by virulent heat
ministered to by healing light
hatching anticipation of
submerging the whole
stretching out full…
the biggest gift is
a tub that fits.
AMEN to the tub that fits!!!
Carryl, I *knew* you’d resonate with that tub gift! LOL!
Thank you for these, and for the photos too. Love the doggie bed!
Alas, these days I have a changed relationship with my lavender garden and bees. When I unearthed a nest two autumns ago, I discovered that:
“Wasps, when disturbed, will attack us.
That’s how I learned about anaphylaxis.”
So I give them a wide berth. 🙂
Wasps…no me gusta (which being interpreted means ‘oh hell no!’). I spray wasps with that 20-foot spray.
Fondling the rosemary’s blooms? I love that line. It’s so bee like.
Isn’t it? They’re almost scandalous, out there in public like that. LOL!
oh yes, the tub that fits–heaven indeed
I loved Bed Lam. Hiding from the light in a pile of love. Awesome.