my ode to the honey bee

I can feel the grass between my toes
as the sun warms my face.
An innocent bee bumbles by,
buzzing in my ear as it searches for
the nectar of the nearby flowers.
I wonder what it's like
to fly through life with one intent.
I marvel at the bee's size as
I understand his grand purpose.
His desire to gather the hidden
treasures within the flowers
to make his prized honey,
trailing pollen along the way.
 

Written by K, Copyright 2014

an acrostic monday: snow

Sleek, slick

Naked from birth, an

Overture of crisp

White overlay
  

Written by K, Copyright 2014

the haunted whispers

the crows broken wing

i shiver

my body essence

calliope paper doll #3

dancing jester

I have an imposter that resides in my head;
he dances around dressed in purple and red.
For he is as much a jester as a jester can be,
he is someone that's quite opposite of me.
I tell the truth and he will lie;
he makes me frustrated and makes me cry.
This dancing jester can ruin my day,
even if I am happy he gets his way.

Written by K, Copyright 2014

green

Grass, luscious and bright, just
Right for barefeet and hopping crickets.
Every stem beneath the colored tullips
Easily sway amidst the breeze,
Nestled between the coleus leaves.

Written by K, Copyright 2014

blue

Birds flying free over
Lakes of crystal clear,
Underneath the ocean's surface
Expressive fish and bumpy coral.

Written by K, Copyright 2014

calliope paper doll #2

calliope paper doll #1