Honey Bee Dance/ Maple Syrup Jive

A Poem by Michelle Gent

Birds, Bees, Nature- cute story

Honey Bee Dance/ Maple Syrup Jive-

Amber sap runs down a tree
One is made into maple syrup
The other honey
Yet they look exactly the same

One encapsulates bugs
Immortal as Dorian Gray
The other bugs, hard working, creating
Natures symphony and masterful ballet

Stinger dipped painted brushes
Capture pinwheel hues spectrum
Dipping, double dipping, mixing
Marbleizing, splattering, cross pollinating

Tapping trees with spouts
Thick amber oozing mouths
Relieving bark of bite
Thick as molasses and long as summer days
Knock, knock, knock tapping the still for more
Draining the vein

Harmonious, tantalizing, impregnated
Ready and ripe to be plucked
there for the taking an abundant remixing of nature
Just barely scratching the surface for gold

Honey comb hives redecorated
In shades of botanical splatter
Musical drones making quite the racket
Whistling while they work the hive buzzing
In the tree mile club there's music, good times
And laughter