In a meadow
filled with flowers
a bee stung me
inserting a superpower
My senses intact
I used thaumaturgy to become bee
buzzing around happily
ingesting nectar from the closest tree
Flying back into the meadow
the bees were having a shindig
dancing in the flowers
birds singing for the gig
Drunk on sweet nectar
so many flowers to plunder
petals so comfortable
I fell into a deep slumber
Brought back into reality
awakened by a spring thunder storm
the bee sting is swollen and sore
my arm is quite warm
Taking an antihistamine
soon my superpower is gone
all signs of the bee sting heal
as the venom is withdrawn
Sitting on a screened porch
admiring the harmony of the bees
remembering my venture into their world
comfortable in the spring breeze
copyright 2023 Debbie Pierce
Thanks for the inclusion Debbie. Hubby and I are quite fond of bees and have often helped a ‘tired one’ by taking it to a flower so that it can feed. Gotta look after the bees.
You are welcome. I am amazed at how much we depend on the bees for our survival. Such wonderful creatures. I agree that we must look after the bees. Thanks for reading. Have a wonderful day!
A lovely poem 🐝<3
Thank you. Have a wonderful day!
You could have been a new Marvel superhero.
Thank you. I have always thought that it would be fun to be a superhero. To have a life filled with unusual adventures. Thanks for reading. Have a wonderful day!