No-Prompt Thursday: May 23, 2013

Merops apiaster

The West African beauty
flits and struts in pretty plumage--
always watchful,
intently listening,
waiting for the worker bee
to foolishly fly in front of her--
freeing her from the drudgery
of having to hunt for herself.


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Haiku [untitled]

Winter and the cold snow bring the dark-eyed juncos. My heart, full, watches.