A bee, caught
in a violent draught,
collides with woman
her body a salty
concrete wall
of frenzy, she is rigid,
obsessed, unspoken rage
emanating from her pores –
a gale force spiral, woman-made
vortex threatening the sanctity
of her contrived domesticity
Normally, she would swat at him –
is aware of the potential for venom
delivered via puncture – cannot pull
herself out of the vacuum of fixation
eyes riveted, hands locked on video
controls, breath shallow, heart pounding
a rabid diatribe of self – loathing:
useless woman,
irresponsible,
neglectful,
unworthy,
guilty,
fat
with each beat the tempest grows
perceptibly, the bee breaks free,
encircles the figure of a lone man
bent over a fragrant cup of brew,
is dismissed by a distracted swat
lazily careens upward, buzzing
past a sleeping child, and settling
on a sweet sticky cheek, startling
its owner, who lashes out then rises
unsteady legs toddling in search
of Momma! , the whine a catalyst,
piercing his mother’s mania –
her instincts now cat-like, body
pouncing past the insolent insect,
arms reaching towards pudgy limbs
thrusting forward into loosely
attached guard rails, now plunging
the bee surveilles the scene –
a final circuitous flight before
finding escape, the drone of his wings
a testament to the glory of being a bee.
(Today’s NaPoWriMo prompt is to write a poem which exemplifies simultaneity. A Bee’s Perspective first appeared in May, 2017.)
One Woman's Quest 
Really good, and thank you for introducing me to the verb form of surveilles — useful, indeed, and quite different from ‘surveys’.
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Can’t really trust me to be honest – I was a French and English teacher and I found that instead of being bilingual, I became nolingual, lol. Appreciate your comments.
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Exceptionally beautiful 👌
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Thank you so much.
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The true flight of a bumble bee. 😊🐝
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Thanks Dorinda. Hope you are taking care.
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And you also, V.J. 🙂
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Great poem. I can feel the emotion in it. Could you explain a bit more what you were trying to portray? I thought that perhaps you were using the bee as a metaphor for something, but I am not sure.
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Bees, and other insects are often thought of as pests, and unwelcome indoors, but the true strife in this household is in the woman and her marriage. In the end, the bee is just a bee and free of human turmoil is able to just fly away. (The poem was inspired by a dream).
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Wow, that is very inspiring message. It shows nature is free of human conflicts, such as unhappiness in marriage. Very nice, I love it!
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Thank you.
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very clever!
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Thank you!
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