bee bird

 

 

 

i am

diminutive,

a bumble bee like

flutter bird,

i am a nectar rainbow

ambrosia and light

so

withhold your strident word

and cursing fear,

put down you bricks and mortar,

and soften to me,

for i am joy,

pink butter joy,

a honey breeze

a tickle,

i am smiles of jasmine flavour

i hover and glide

within your sigh

an iridescent  whisper,

i am your sun kissed friend,

you will find me in a flower

Published by The Silver Poet

I AM a little spark in the sea of conscious awareness. I am passionate about bringing the concept of freedom of expression into the forefront of our one mind and a keen awareness of personal power to the hearts of little children everywhere. I exist to express!

52 thoughts on “bee bird

  1. can I even say how awesome this is? splendid, amazing, effervescent (that last is the word of my week) lol it’s soooo gorgeous.~R

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      1. oh lol I wish…I am just having a fleeting time…just love so much to rhyme…but so beautiful I’m not…just love the words that you’ve got…:) lol

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      2. this is true, just would love to be painted as beautifully as a bird…just human, no feathers

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      3. I will eagerly await your spellbinding words…perhaps we should each write on them and meet up here and see our own takes on these things 🙂

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      4. feathers are soooo fun, sometimes when i put one in my hair it distracts from my grumpy face or poor self image! I get teased about it by well meaning friends, mostly those who see the bird in me so it is acceptable! xx

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