Monday, April 03, 2017


Back when dinosaurs roamed
So it seems,
I was,
Lithe and ripped
Like sinuous metal
Gleaming in my manly morning
Then ascendance came
At noon, I was full-grown
With new legacies of DNA
A brood to mark my existence
Then all meaning waxed
Afternoon came to evening
Leaving silver on brow and crown
And my influence, it fades
Now the new stories begin
And so comes night
I break upon a coldness
This earthly hive is empty of bees
Life is done with its drone
Two new generations have swarmed
But my queen, she saw, but one
I begin to see her again
She is still magnificent
And I will take my last flight
To return to your hiving grace
And drink of your nectar again