The Honey Beehive
Waxes
Fused with care
Hexagons forged
Sculptured and decorated
Welded tightly to wood
True work of wizardry
Arranged and cemented
With a cloak of propolis.
The dance of the abdomen
Of a call you know not
Of worker bees
True explorers
Pollen they have carried
With politeness savored
Vermillion pollen
Drawn from afar.
Workers
Fly with excited leaps
From flower to flower pose
In nectar plunge
Honey stored
In operculum cells
Nature’s great delicacy
Bees’ harvest of gold.