nectar

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    nectar

     my queen bee
    is lost at sea
    quakes the knees
    when she does what she does
    my queen bee
    speaks the breeze
    who sees who sees
    what she does
    when my nectar isn't good enough
    does she pick me up
    or leave me low
    my queen bee
    keeping secrets from me 

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    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

    tidekeeper’s Poems (8)

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    Title Comments Submitted
    you or a butterfly wind 1 12/07/2009
    nectar 0 11/14/2009
    ghosts 0 11/26/2008
    hum 1 11/26/2008
    hazy morning 0 11/26/2008
    devour 1 11/26/2008
    static 0 11/26/2008
    broken 0 11/26/2008
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