Queendom

This is not a factory
a socially structured mass of ONE
the living organism view overlaid
as human paradise, if only…

I’d walk through amber walls
exactitude of hexagon, tessellated to infinity
as needs must, as decreed by queens.
Imbibe potpourri scents secreted here
flowers of field and hedgerow
– elixir and dust. Sip water siphoned
from depthless pools that cool
and liquefy the honeyed crystals
wrapped in wax.

A myriad iridescent wings
dulled by shade soak up the spectrum,
dot to dot each sortie traced
and compassed by the sun. We hear the hum
imagining the beat of ailerons
it is the daily concert
of harvesters, an upbeat festival of feast
before the want of winter.

Mish prompts us to take an object and write about it subjectively, beginning with “This is not a ______”. A beehive came to mind immediately, I'm not sure why so I went with this for "Object Poems"



44 Comments on “Queendom

  1. Thanks for taking me inside with you, Laura. Best hive tour I’ve ever had. Awesome work.

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  2. A wonderful poem that describes a working hive so well. Your images are great…
    We hear the hum
    imagining the beat of ailerons
    it is the daily concert
    of harvesters

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  3. A nearby park has a beehive with one glass wall so that it is possible to observe the machination of honey-making. It is absolutely fascinating. Queendom is a good word choice!

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  4. I know a beekeeper who would appreciate this poem, Laura! As a lover of bees, their gentle hum, their contribution to the world, I love the ‘potpourri scents secreted here / flowers of field and hedgerow’, the ‘myriad iridescent wings / dulled by shade… dot to dot each sortie traced / and compassed by the sun’, and the ‘daily concert / of harvesters, an upbeat festival of feast / before the want of winter’.

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  5. I love that you went with your gut on this one, not knowing why…with stunning results. You’ve made me see beehives in a whole different light.

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  6. We hear the hum…
    it is the daily concert
    of harvesters, an upbeat festival of feast
    before the want of winter. So beautiful through a queen’s eyes.

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  7. Bees always inspire conflicting feelings. But the hive is a complex social structure of delight. Amber walls is such a magical image. (K)

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  8. I love how all of a sudden my brain switched on, and realised this is about a queen bee! Delightful.

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