Aardvarks are first
But bees feed us
Can’t you see the folly of
Doing them harm?
Everyone loves bees
For the honey
Golden nectar of the gods
How sweet and how lovely
In translucent squeeze bears
Just waiting for tea
Knowing nothing but
Lasting
Millennia
Now the bees are dying
Of us, their bodies
Portents of more to come
Questioning our
Resolve to
Survive
Tomorrow
Unless
Very soon
We do something to shift the
X-axis and
Y-axis toward
Zero
Writer’s note: This is my first attempt at an abecedarian poem, a concept introduced to me by fellow Vocal creator Babs Iverson.
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Bernadette Johnson
Bernadette “Berni” Johnson is the author of The Big Book of Spy Trivia, many tech articles, movie reviews, short stories, and two novels in perpetual editing.
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