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The Bee
Contributed by
jesusofholland
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Saturday, 26th April 2008 @ 02:14:28 PM in AEST
Topic:
NaturePoetry
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The bee it floats
From bloom to bloom
To collect
To grow the hive
Self interest not
Inside its mind
It has thoughts
Of something else
Protect the queen
Gather pollen
For honey
And for its kind
When danger comes
It gives its life
Just a sting
And then it dies.
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jesusofholland
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2008-04-26 14:14:28] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: The Bee
(User Rating: 1 ) by Vic on
Saturday, 26th April 2008 @ 02:33:32 PM AEST (User
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this is a good one... you can relate it to self sacrificing individuals or human beings..
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Re: The Bee
(User Rating: 1 ) by shelby on
Saturday, 26th April 2008 @ 03:16:04 PM AEST (User
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I liked the message, today we need to take heed to it. Thinking of others and their afflictions.
Nice write
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Re: The Bee
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Sunday, 27th April 2008 @ 08:40:41 AM AEST (User
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Alas we have captured a single bee. We would have captured many but we did not want to be the founders of a group called The Bee Alarms. Because nothing is more alarming than many, many bees. Though many honey is pretty tempting. We all shake are heads simultaneously in agreement that there are many things which are important about the bee. Even more important in a bee than in an a. Yet still more in a bee than a sea. We however also believe that A C of Bs would be excellent for surfing and probably bring credibility back to the full metal armor industry. Enough about the sea of bees, we as ghost alarms prefer chain mail.
So as we sit in our robes at our desks we remove our purple velvet hoods and replace them with silver chain mail hoods. We a knights at night, laughing in unison about the lameness of that joke. In honor of our new found knight hoods we will name our captured bee "Sir Stings A Lot". He is now in the jar looking at us oddly as if to say "How is it your look like you come from the middle ages and yet you spend your time online?". We answer his look and explain that we live in an alternate demension which combines times so that many things exist at once. The bee is not buying this explanation but Tom Cruise and John Travolta might. In fact look for the Ghost Alarms upcoming novel...(ahem) we mean non-fictional account of truths from the beyond entitled "We hate women because they will not have affairs with impotent failed science fiction novelists so we are creating a belief system to make them shut up....especially during labor and pregnancy." Our publisher wants to shorten the title to ghost-a-larmics. The book will be promoted with our motto "There is no ghost more alarming than the holy ghost of bad science fiction!"
Enough about the new faith we are creating though it will only cost you two thousand a year to be a member and the book is only thirty-nine ninety-five, ten cents in Canada because their dollar is worth more. The point is the bee we are letting him out of the jar so he can fly around and teach us many things. we place our hands on the lid in unison and simultaneously open the jar. The bee flies out and hovers over us as if to say "Look weird middle aged people who are naked under their robes I am about to show the many, many things." We look up simultaneously in unison. We are mesmerized by the many tricks it is doing until it flies into the left eye of one of the ghost alarms. The bee STINGS HIM IN THE EYE! The Ghost Alarm screams "we scream with him and also hold our left eyes" because we do things in unison. Then the victimized Ghost Alarm screams "No seriously you guys kill the bee." We set the now former Ghost Alarm on fire for acting on his own will. Sir Stings Alot then attacks another Ghost Alarm stinging him in the arm. He screams in unison with the rest of us KILL THE BEE. "Kill the bee, kill the bee, kill the bee. A record producer shows up to record this chant for our upcoming album The Ghost Alarmian Chants. "Kill The Bee" is expected to now be our first single. The bee then flies down to the burnt carcass of our fallen comrade and teaches us our lesson. We are all here to work for the queen and to act on our own is to be set on fire. And even if we decide to kill the queen or the bee it has a greater effect (like a hit song) when that decision is reached in unison. A colony of bees is like society. Individuality is important but society is based on the acts of many. The Ghost Alarms society applaud your work...the metaphor of working in unison and dying as an individual due to individual action. That is a loud aplause for we are many.
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Re: The Bee
(User Rating: 1 ) by a7x36 on
Sunday, 27th April 2008 @ 05:40:01 PM AEST (User
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interesting..... perhaps too much for me to truly comment on this like the ghostalarms have.
i liked it for it's brevity and artistic nature |
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Re: The Bee
(User Rating: 1 ) by Alex23 on
Friday, 2nd May 2008 @ 05:38:39 AM AEST (User
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I love the personification in this poem. haha clever write |
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Re: The Bee
(User Rating: 1 ) by owkenny on
Monday, 19th May 2008 @ 02:23:06 AM AEST (User
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i love it. I love anything to do with bees actually but this was a good short poem |
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