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By Anabell Donovan


Spring's oldest tree invented honey
gathered bees between
its serene silver leaf fingers
and prevailed on vast colonies as their
ancient golden hair gathered.

A bees's beloved temple,
with hymns sweet
in a nymph's language.

The word trembling
crystalline green
in time forest flutters
verses and phrases
with a door ajar for sound rhymes
perfumed alliterated aroma
in which naked birds bathe
and roses rise to cleave
honey love cave bees crave.

Article © Anabell Donovan. All rights reserved.
Published on 2022-04-04
Image(s) are public domain.
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