Synapses firing, thoughts flying, soul buzzing
© REDCAT
Heartbreak withered flowers
Cruelty poisoned soil
Gaslighting overcast sun
No nectar of love, closeness, passion
No honeycomb of friendship, trust, love
Autumn arrived
Winter approaching
Seeking new meadows
A tree with sturdy roots
Safe bough for a new hive
Spring will bring new growth
New flowers of friendship, trust, love
For Suamas promt Poets United Midweek Motif – Honey/Bee
There is always hope.
As long as there is one hive and one beekeeper, we have hope
May they find the limb, the meadow, and the new buds of spring! I love the frenzy before winter sets in.
It is always lovely as winter approaches, to contemplate the coming of spring.
It is. It’s also a survival strategy if you are to survive the dark months ahead of us living in the North. :-D
In the spring lets hope there are more hives and pollination.
May it be so! (And lovely pic btw.)
Yes, so mote it be!
Never thought myself much of a photographer, but am working on seeing the small but beautiful details in life. Like the neighbors flowers. :-)
Love your bee world and the yearning for spring. May bees thrive, friendship grow….Beautiful.
Thank you very much!
The hope of the spring to come…