Richness of May
a Sonnet and a Haiku
Today’s post comes in hurry, as I’ve spent my time attempting to bring this sonnet into its final form. But I recently wrote about the acacias featured in this poem. You can read more about them and see my photographs of them (and the bees) here:
Now for the sonnet!
Acacias in Bloom
Acacia scent hangs heavy in the air,
No matter if it be the day or night.
By day the slender bees are clustered there,
Then fly to sleep to hide from the moonlight,
While still the scent goes on, as rich as spring,
The blooms as bright as is the brilliant sky,
Their stamens full of songs that the bees sing
Among the finest nectar where they fly.
And all across the hills the blooms are seen,
White-golden underneath the sun and day;
And down the canyon path beneath night’s screen
The fragrance fills the air with scents of May.
The sweetest days and sweetest nights are stored
Inside acacia honey, the bees’ hoard.
And here is a glimpse as the warm temperatures bring the old oleander bush into full bloom.
settled among the branches,
a flock of white birds
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