Monday, December 24, 2018

Old Poem ~ To Be Stung ~ 7 Nov 1992


To Be Stung

Seeing you reminds me of the Sun
bursting into the day
brightly
Forgive my appearance
all layers
stripped away
Emotions drip over me
like a shower of honey
on a hot day
It feels sticky
They feel sticky
I feel sticky
Bees gather .....
to be stung


Jaqi
Bluh

7
November
1992


NOTE ~   When visiting a friend, I walked across grass with sandals on, and felt a sting. Inside, I found a bee tucked inside my little toe. I had been stung.

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