• Tricia D. Wagner

Set the Night Singing #2.3

Updated: Oct 14


A bumbling ballet. An attitude cheery.

A drone takes the sky in his corpulent way.

He sings as he visits

a flower, a flower.

Too quick for the eye,

he pilfers, he loads

his pockets with sunshine,

with pollen of gold.

He chases – not spoils,

Not moonshiny bottles,

but days with more flowers,

more sunlight;

nights with more baby bees,

dear in their swaddles.

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