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Happy World Poetry Day! Here is my little contribution to the celebration.
THE SONGS OF BEES by Carrie Karnes Fannin Elms bend underneath the snow, their branches dreaming of buzzing and light. Shaking off the cold, bare limbs stretch and make ready to welcome their friends, as the warm winds slip between the trees, whispering green rumors of Spring. Their bold buds lift up to meet the young sun as she takes her morning place, lighting a path for stumbling, dusty bees who hum golden honey songs.
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A small ode to the oh-so-glamorous life of a writer.
STORIES by Carrie Karnes-Fannin Words carried on wind tickle my ears, asking for paper, pen, and time. Stories swirl around, playing dress-up as motes riding on sunbeams. "Be lost in the call” the best writing books tell me. But the call is lost, When my dog grumbles, the old dryer rattles and thumps and the doorbell rings. So night falls before I find paper, pen, and time to catch words on wind Or to see stories dancing in a cloud of dust from my unswept floor. |
