A sting of merciful fear opened the door of absence; the invasion of the new.
Bees are such fascinating creatures, and beautiful ones at that. I love trying to photograph them. Thanks for sitting still just long enough for me Mr. Bumblebee !
Here is an old poem I wrote, I definitely like free verse much better than rhyme schemes…
Black striped nails
Fox with nine tails
All our efforts fail
Time to let our dreams sail
Black striped claws
Staring calmly into the lion’s maw
Trying not to cry with a locked jaw
Forever remember the horrors you saw
Black striped hair
Leave behind those who care
Stepping off a cliff if you dare
Walking into darkness unless you’re scared
Black striped skin
The game you play but never win
Look at your face you’re guilty as sin
This is my hell go on jump in
I am black striped
I will always have to fight
I am the darkness inside of light
I am blind but do not lack sight
This story will end here tonight
I keep on fighting using all my might
Please hold on and squeeze my hand tight
This is going to be a very long night