Honeybees playing
Bouncing and buzzing between
Flowers and I slip
Into daydreams of summer
Into nightmares of winter
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Writer in San Francisco, CA

Slid into heaven
Thanks to raven wings and bones
It is a dark room
Scattering of beads, thunder
I wake in the morn
poem written in Tanka form
Honeybees playing
Bouncing and buzzing between
Flowers and I slip
Into daydreams of summer
Into nightmares of winter
Liked this poem? Read The Rain Falls or Blue Sky.