I slept on the bear
That woke up my name
And reached for the honeybee hive.
I staggered and shook
And stepped back three steps
And spoke my name backwards
Three times.
Then from my breast
Awoke a lone loon
Who sang as though
Fluttering butterfly,
But my loon dove deep
To find my name’s meaning
Returning two moons later
With pure truth.
And I sat still
On pine cone tree
Listening to the name I was given.
Tag: honeybee
Once Seed (day 2771)
Rage at the antics talking heads play
Forced to surrender, no other way
Lost is ancient, history’s gone
For a game of dollars, enemy’s way
Has taken our diversity
Plants natural genome
Genetically modified, organic no more
Infecting, irreversible turned our seed
Unrecognized, sterile, stale,
Yet to talking heads playing games
A patent awaits the honeybees bum
To take from the farmer lands that his hands
Have nurtured and worked,
Life giving no more.
/end lawsuit
Ode to a Honeybee (day 2427)
Look at me
Honeybee
I’m in the sky
On every flower
I’m with the sun
And this is fun
Ohhh be
My honeybee
Let’s make a run
To every pistil
Yellow, blue
And violet whistles
Dance around
Have some fun
Ohhh see
My honeybee
You and me
We’d be free
Just you and me
Forever free
In every field
Of wild poppies