Bumbling Bees….

 

Hello
to you all ,
I’m the Bumble Bee,
Bombus terrestris
the Latin name for me
I work hard ‘til I die,
no retirement plan set,
I collect for the honey
and no thanks do I get
  
Let me take you back to a warm summers day,
you’re lying in the garden whiling the time away
just worshiping the sun, until suddenly you hear
a slight buzzing, a Bumble Bee working quite near.
He has no time to sit around or be lazy
he works collecting pollen in the sunshine hazy
with food for his young and his queen who await
plus he pollinates the flowers that we anticipate.


Without his help
the plants they would die,
with no cross fertilisation
it would then apply
that future generations
would never ever see
the swathes of beautiful flowers
that bloom so wild and free..

 
LadyP © 2011

Dedicated to Sheila… a very dear friend..xx

Seasons….

 

 

Today it’s colder, the winter chill growing

the wind whips all debris about,

the hot summer sun seems a long ago dream

Autumn soon to make an entrance no doubt.

The seasons flow in non stop rhythm,

the life and soul of this planet Earth

each one responding to the trigger given

bringing hope in the full circle of rebirth…

 

LadyP©2010

 

Above painting, oil on Canvas by David Lloyd Griffith…

http://www.kooywoodgallery.com/display.php?aid=24

Questioning..

 

Do you know me?

Say you do,

say you know my name

say it please I beg this day

for I forget, am I to blame?

 

I had a dream

that once I roamed

this world without a thought

but troubles came using my name

they came and I was caught…

 

I once was whole,

I once breathed life

into every living thing

I kept this world safe from harm

who tears me apart, poisoning?

 

Do you know me?

please, say you do….

for I forget my name

Was I Gaia?…Guardian of Earth…

Is it you should feel the shame?

 

 

LadyP © 2010