Call of the Bee

Call me to lie down in fragrance.” D. Margoshes Echoing past each dropupon my rusty, tin roofthe scent of spring rain; quiet honey bee,no longer hears the soundburied in the dirt; as wild roses bloomtheir fragile petals fall;on the soggy earth. P. Wolf, poet & author of Jemi’s Noble Quest; available on Amazon Last year,Continue reading “Call of the Bee”