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they dance intently
in the hive
a dance conjuring
pure sweetness
the cells shudder
a sweet day
my hands begin to buzz
as I approach the hive
draped in white
am I a moon to them
these burning suns
the messengers and I
stare at each other
there is so much to say
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Yeah, there are more than there used to be. I started to write just one more in the comments in response to Rick’s ku … then something came over me and bees jammed my brain and the next thing I knew, there was a sequence … first worms, now bees, I wonder if I will be inspired by cockroaches soon …
Red Dragonfly 