Taste of honey
A heavenly hint
And scent…
Of blue and white clover
Mixed within the morning dew
Wrapped within
and over
With just a tweak…
Not strong nor meek
Of musky Morning Glorys
Threaded though…
with morning dew
A tasty tale of stories.
Lilies lend a heavy hand
With just…
a nose of roses
buried deep…fuzzy faces
In flowers sweet private places
Strike most ridiculous poses
That buzzy bees…
with powdered knees
tiny creatures though they be
Can take dust of pollen
From fragrant flowers
And do such amazing alchemy
Heavy wine, of bush and vine
Perfect mix…
not thick… nor runny
Beautiful blend
of sultry summer nights
And days… cloudy… and sunny
Natures nostrum…God’s delight
It seems at times…
almost funny
To brew liquid gold in waxy vats
So that young and old
Can savor… sweet taste of honey
poem by David Whalen
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