Why do they swarm trees when it's hot,
leave their winter nest in spring?
enter white boxes, then caught.
pink cherry blossoms, their world,
black and yellow, winged;
why do they swarm trees when it's hot.
tasty in the chef's pot,
bees loose honey comb, cut;
enter white boxes, then caught.
bees sipped nectar wait for signal, new spot,
beekeeper gets a call, bees, caught;
why do they swarm trees when it's hot.
a butterfly caught, fought,
unable to escape bee stings;
enter white boxes, then caught.
some bees flew away across the vast skies,
festival goer stared;
why do they swarm trees when it's hot,
enter white boxes, then caught.
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Hello Barbara
Can you tell me more about Villanelles, please? By the way, I like this piece because it is a new form of poetry to me, it has a vivid imagery and the query in the poem posed as a mystery. Thank you for sharing.
Alid
Alid
It is a new form of poetry too me also. It's a real nightmare to write. Here's a link to guidelines to writing one.
Barbara
Your sensitivity for the bees and butterflies is nicely reflected in this new form of poetry you have used.
Regards,
Thanks raj
I went to the Stripe bass festival and a swarm of bees had taken over the tree in front of the bank we parked at. Needless to say we had to go around it. On the way back 3 hours later there was a beekeeper collecting them in his little white box. I had to write it and this new form was the one to write it with, This is my first villanelle..
Barbara
Thanks for sharing the story which inspired this villanell
Regards,
raj
thanks
Barbara
A difficult write but carried out well.
Your love of me as I fly being a lonely butterfly,
But in my other guise as a bee
No white box just set me free
As apposed to my Bumbling brother
He should only walk yet persists in making a noise
Just love us as no other.
Yours Ian. T
Ian
the white box is just temporary to give the unwanted swarm another a new home. the beekeeper was call by someone to take them away.
Glad you liked