He roams the landscape Searching for his next victim The mosquito strikes.

buzzing all around — she dances on the flowers gathering pollen

yellow mixed with black — travels at the speed of light the bee carries on

the thin black line — it holds the light of the moon upon the smooth neck

A bed of roses The bee dances upon her Giving life to all

victorian blue – embraces the suns brilliance upon a spring day

the monotone rock glistens as the morning sky from the gems she holds

the gray twisted limb – cracks under the scorching sun as the blackbird’s rest

becoming fragile – under the clear summers sky the flower withers

the circles blue light — glistens upon her smooth face the necklace shines bright

White Foxtails of life Whimsical lines of beauty Pleasing to my eye