Honeyed Distraction

A gentle touch
Of nectar~
Sweet serenade.

The affairs between 
Blooms and bees-
Pollen love.

In the sunlight~~
The color and scent
Of honey on my lips.

The wind lingers
On butterfly wings-
A rhythm of blues.

Flowers open 
Their petals-
I daydream 
Into the aether.

88 thoughts on “Honeyed Distraction

  1. What a beautiful poem to read before I head outside to meditate with the rising sun. No blooming flowers though – because I live in the hot desert, those have all died. The good news … you wrote lines that will stay with me, until they bloom again. 🌼 🐝 💗 🙏🏻

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    1. Your comment made me beyond happy .. the poetry in your comment .. like a bouquet of words .. the desert has its own charm, the desert flora.. may your weekend be filled with fragrance mystical that will enhance your creative wisdom.
      Thank you 🙏🏼

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      1. The happiness is reciprocated. 🙏🏻 Yes, the desert is very much alive, even when it appears dormant in the dead of summer. 🌵 🌞 “Fragrance mystical” – that will be my motto for the weekend, and maybe longer. 😊 Enjoy!

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      2. Thank you for a lovely response ..
        Take care. Wishing you a safe and happy weekend and the week to follow filled with the allure of all things poetic.
        Bye

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      1. Thank You, Beautiful!!! Received with much joy!!! Sending You lots of Love, hugs, blessings and flowers right back!!! With a magical wish granting, neon glowing, giggling butterfly in tow!!! 😃❤️🤗🌀❣️😊🦋

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