An Awakened Winter Bee

12 Apr

She started with a smile, speaking of her past

And all the flyers that she has ever met

And all that have left.


What then do I offer her?

Stillness in the air, running out of space,

She says, “I like your curls.


Would you like a drink?” I ask for tea, but, thinking

I have to fly lower, I start to sink.

She gets closer to me


And say’s “do you want me?”

How do I answer her warmth and body

Pressing tighter, offering her my wings,


Lips tender, and hands

Pushing mine over her hips

With familiar intimacy?


I smile looking back at my past

Flying, landing

In the arms of a spring flower;


Like an awakened winter bee.


Posted by on April 12, 2015 in Love, notes, Poetry, Silly stuff


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21 responses to “An Awakened Winter Bee

  1. M

    April 18, 2015 at 3:38 am

    you weave a peaceful scene ~


  2. humbird

    April 14, 2015 at 10:26 am

    Ha. Interestingly, when I opened your page, the first line I saw was the last line “Like an awakened winter bee.”….so I was intrigued….. 🙂


  3. Jim

    April 13, 2015 at 11:20 pm

    A wonderful read, ZK. I hadn’t thought of wakening those bees, but it must happen.
    Your verse about “familiar intimacy did me in, I’m still shaking my shoulders off.
    Thank you for reading my limerick. It has my okay but I only put in a hurried effort on it.


  4. Gabriella

    April 13, 2015 at 9:00 pm

    Great use of imagery! I love the image of the ‘winter bee’.


  5. glmeisner

    April 13, 2015 at 7:07 pm

    Great poem love the perspective.


  6. totomai

    April 13, 2015 at 6:45 pm

    Ah the memories we kept are reminders that we once a part of someone’s memory too.


  7. Jae Rose

    April 13, 2015 at 8:54 am

    Falling into the arms of a spring flower…sounds very good to me 🙂


  8. Sumana Roy

    April 13, 2015 at 8:38 am

    hmm…sensual…i like the awakening…:)


  9. dabrnone

    April 12, 2015 at 8:04 pm

    There is so much to be read into this….it is beautiful…..


  10. C.C.

    April 12, 2015 at 7:57 pm

    Ooh..this is very sensual…..the birds and the bees are awakening and it’s lovely and a little spicy too!!


  11. Donna@Living From Happiness

    April 12, 2015 at 7:38 pm

    What a perfect place to land…int he arms of a spring flower!


  12. Mary

    April 12, 2015 at 4:32 pm

    Love the double meanings in this, ZQ. A top-notch write.


  13. wolfsrosebud

    April 12, 2015 at 3:34 pm

    with words between the lines… lovely


  14. othermary

    April 12, 2015 at 3:17 pm

    Very sensual…just watch out for the sting.


  15. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)

    April 12, 2015 at 3:09 pm

    I love the many ways you can read this… what a splendid love-affair.


  16. Nataša Dolenc

    April 12, 2015 at 2:59 pm

    wonderful memories still warm the heart.


  17. Sherry Blue Sky

    April 12, 2015 at 2:28 pm

    “Like an awakened winter bee”. How that line makes me smile. Lovely when thoughts take us back to those golden moments. Loved this one, my friend.


  18. Sanaa Rizvi

    April 12, 2015 at 12:50 pm

    This was an exquisite poem… very powerful lines 😀


  19. kaykuala h

    April 12, 2015 at 11:56 am

    An awakened soul can cause wonders in lots of ways! Wonderful write ZQ!



  20. dsnake1

    April 12, 2015 at 11:55 am

    so, she likes your curls?
    now what was i thinking, it’s just a bee doing what bees are doing.. 🙂


  21. Paul F. Lenzi

    April 12, 2015 at 11:50 am




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