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Things That Sting

May 24, 2007 by Shirley Allard

Sweet little bumble bee
Stripped of your wings
No longer the bearer
Of venomous stings
Now trapped by the beauty
Betrayed by the flower
I hold you, and heal you
Restoring your power
And you, in return
Will remember this thing
I do, just for you, and
Oh! Jesus! That stings.

Beware the attraction of those without wings
The weaker the heart, the more painful the stings.

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6 Responses to “Things That Sting”

on May 25, 2007 at 6:21 am1 ozymandiaz

My wife and I recently had convorsations on if it is possible to be open hearted without being defensless or to be hurt without being defensive. Of course the answere to both are yes but then the quesiton becomes how to get there.
on May 25, 2007 at 6:23 am2 ozymandiaz

Let me likewise say (as I forgot to previously) is that this is simply an awesome poem. I have had some profoundly interesting interactions with nature as of late and have been completely unable to find my poetic voice concerning them.
on May 25, 2007 at 6:24 am3 ozymandiaz

And one more thing
thanks for writing so much
it does the heart good
on May 25, 2007 at 7:41 am4 HouseMouse

Hi Oz,

Well…3 for the price of one! Thanks Oz! I too have trouble finding my voice lately. I wrote this is 2005. It was actually inspired by my habit of trying to rescue bumble bees from closing morning glories which trap them inside where they die overnight. Looking at nature makes you realize how much it reflects our own actions. There were tons of possible poems in this one instance but I chose the angle of expectation and reality. They’re not always the same thing! I handle bumble bees all the time and I never expect them to sting me because I’m being nice to them…but do they know that? NOT! Assuming they do is my mistake!

Thanks again,
Shirley
on May 25, 2007 at 7:16 pm5 Billy Blogging Poet

But the fact that you continue to rescue the bees proves the pain only makes your heart stronger. Great work, I always love the way your perspective turns out to be so different from mine.
on May 26, 2007 at 6:01 am6 HouseMouse

Thanks Billy,
I guess that’s true. What I love about poetry is that one poem can have so many meanings to so many people. It all depends, like you said, on the perspective of the reader and sometimes their knowledge of your writing style. Actually, I have never had a bumble bee sting me. I do know better than to try and rescue hornets though!
Thanks Again,
Shirley