The Bee Poem by Stan Petrovich

The Bee

Rating: 4.3


In search of something real: to it it is nectar;
When we look for ink, paper and nomenclature;
For ours is a world of representation;
The bee's is a world of satisfaction.

The bee can feed standing still;
Have you ever eaten a dollar bill?
My example is what the pedant calls 'heuristic.'
But it's only the beating of a beat simplistic.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dave Walker 11 December 2012

A fantastic poem, a great play with words.

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Tony Karas 11 December 2012

Very nicely done. I found enjoyment in the reading and imagination in the writing.

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Justin Gonzalez 11 December 2012

This was a pretty enjoyable poem. :)

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Stan Petrovich

Stan Petrovich

Fort Riley, KS
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