The Kingdom Of The Bees by Capricorn

The Queen is softly humming on her throne,
while entertained by dancing drones. She smiles
to hear familiar songs in monotone,
by Drone Juan, whose songs of love beguiles.
She flutters coyly feeling her desire
arise, while Juan's rivals linger near.
He hovers closer, with his heart afire
with passion for his Queen; a love sincere.

Outside, the workers swarm the fields. They search
for flowers, blossoms full of amber juice.
On dainty coloured petals they all perch,
and gather golden nectar, to produce
the sweetest spread. Then taken back to store,
it's kept in geometric honey pots.
On their return they dance with great rapport,
to map directions to those flowery spots.

While flying to the Hive some workers missed
their path, and found themselves inside the grounds
of Tipsy Tavern. Trying to resist
the strong aroma from the glasses, found
abandoned, where the weeping willows stood;
they tasted of the amber liquid left,
the flavour somehow different but good;
but when they tried to fly, wings weren't so deft.

Now when they left the Tavern, vision blurred
and mind confused, they found it hard to fly.
Effects of this ambrosia, they had heard
could last a while, but felt that they might die.
As fortune smiled, they found their Honey Hive;
to their surprise no one would let them in.
Some Bouncer Bees on guard said, "You revive
before you enter." .heads began to spin!

.they flew to nearby fields to have a rest.
Meanwhile Juan croons on.the Queen's impressed.

The Queen and Drone Juan decide to fly
across the meadows. Dressed in velvet robes
she flirts with him; but soon emotions high
their bodies touch with hot desire, he probes
her with a pressing passion. Now he knew
this Royal union, could only be one date,
for after that the queen would bid "adieu".
He felt a searing pain.that was his fate.

The Queen had torn his guts and broke his heart;
she sadly turned and buzzed a last goodbye.
For destiny declared they had to part,
and slowly Drone Juan began to die.

The pregnant queen lives on at Honey Hive
to lay her Royal eggs to proud acclaim.
Now mem'ries of Juan will stay alive;
while baby bees will carry on his name.

After hearing about the lives of the bees I felt it all sounded like a soap story, so tried to set it into a poem.
The Queen Bee chooses just one drone to mate and after wards he cannot free himself without getting his abdomen torn...and dies. The part about the drunken bees is also true.

Martin Vann (63.208.62.254) -- Tuesday, October 28 2003, 03:32 pm

Very Interesting portrayal of Life, Love, Survial
Cap,

I like my Honey, however, this Queen is one treat, I don't need, but then again, I do like the honey. A lot of thought premeates this story and it was very enjoyable to read. I'm always impressed with you insight Cap.

Thanks,
MartinV

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