Last week I was horrified to read this article about neonicotinoid clothianidin pesticides killing honeybees. Honeybees have been on the decline for several years. I am hearing it from beekeepers. I am noticing it in my own yard, where my catmint plants used to be abuzz with the little pollinators, and now there are just a few. The new statistics are alarming. I urge you to read the article. As we know, honeybees are essential to the vegetation on earth.
For today’s Poetry Friday, I am offering a bee poem by Rudyard Kipling:
The Bee-Boy’s Song
Bees! Bees! Hark to your bees!
“Hide from your neigbours as much as you please,
But all that has happened, to us you must tell,
Or else we will give you no honey to sell!”
A maiden in her glory,
Upon her wedding – day,
Must tell her Bees the story,
Or else they’ll fly away.
Fly away — die away –
Dwindle down and leave you!
But if you don’t deceive your Bees,
Your Bees will not deceive you.
Marriage, birth or buryin’,
News across the seas,
All you’re sad or merry in,
You must tell the Bees.
Tell ‘em coming in an’ out,
Where the Fanners fan,
‘Cause the Bees are just about
As curious as a man!
Don’t you wait where the trees are,
When the lightnings play,
Nor don’t you hate where Bees are,
Or else they’ll pine away.
Pine away — dwine away –
Anything to leave you!
But if you never grieve your Bees,
Your Bees’ll never grieve you.
Now please buzz over to Tabatha Yeatts’s site for the complete Poetry Friday Round-up!
It has been ages since I have participated in a Poetry Friday. A bit of writer’s block, spring chores and a multitude of other demands have kept me away. But I have been enjoying everyone’s entries and thought I’d return today with a very short poem I wrote a few years ago. I whipped out this little picture to go with it. Be sure to check out all the other poems in the Poetry Friday Round up, hosted today by the wonderful and immensely creative, Jama Rattigan: Jama’s Alphabet Soup.
Although she tries to save them all,
There’s not much she can do,
For all the pennies run away
From penny-pinching Sue.
Poem and picture by Iza Trapani copyright 2013
There’s a jingle contest going on at the wonderful Susanna Leonard Hill’s blog, in honor of her picture book, Can’t Sleep Without Sheep coming out as an e-book this week. You can check the book out here if you are not familiar with it. It’s a great story about a little girl, Ava, who counts sheep at bedtime, but she takes so long to fall asleep that they sheep grow exhausted from jumping over the fence and they quit. Other animals- cows, chickens, pigs, flamingos, horses, penguins…- stand in for the sheep, but chaos ensues. It’s a terrific story with adorable illustrations by Mike Wohnoutka.
Here is my little audio jingle, sung to the tune of the Beverly Hillbillies theme song. I had a video, but the file was too large to upload. I need to look into that. In the meantime here is the audio:
And be sure to hop on over to Susanna’s blog to check out the other entries. There are some great ones!