Like a drunk who had a bit
too much
or maybe the dance of the
scarecrow;
The uncut scenes of Oz
so long, so long ago.
The stagger of the bumblebee
as if on toddler’s legs;
Lurching from bloom to bloom
finding little peace.
Such urgent work they are on,
never stopping to enjoy;
The beauty of each blossom
no rest for those in flight.
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edited May 23, 2015
The Stagger of the Bumblebee – v2
May 26, 2010
The Stagger of the Bumblebee
over the last week or two
watching the bees on the rhododendron
Suncook, NH
& see cut screen of dance of the scarecrow
from the Wizard of Oz
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