Of Bees and the Sky Acrostic

Of Bees and the Sky …


There are things worthy of spending time on. There are areas of life that seemingly do not propel us further into success. I believe the world has usurped the notion of success although we may be coming back to it’s core meaning. Success is the breaking of resistance from within. Our combat with expressing our creative endeavors is necessary. Success is the overcoming of the bounds of fear.

Oh my we should be all alight
Flees and bees attack my own small space delight
Be simple sting cause not a fight
Effortless it would be to snuff their life light
Ease love the little creatures of day
See they do suckle all bright and shiny gay
And of the happy way it shall be
No matter what my elders may say today
Does the love and dance be anew
The bride of love that I did eschew
He sailor bring me back ‘fore the dew
‘eve love will carry us, me and you
Sky to my bee so delighted

Kin to my old hand the rascal alighted
Yes his color not at all righted

So doing this poem was an exercise in creativity. I could sit around and worry it to death; “Is it good enough?” I used to get all nervous about actually publishing some writings. I was trained to write in a space where whatever you wrote got fully torn apart, sometimes even from a team. There were no warm fuzzy wuzzies in the space.

Today is Father’s day by calendar. Yesterday was a great father’s day. It would be easy today to reflect on the mistakes I made. But for all my mess ups my children are more than perfect. It is a deal related to the above about resistance to art. The art of fathering cannot wait for perfection. And with that said, my best attribute with my children is admitting when I am wrong. Fathers hug the mom of your children.

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7 thoughts on “Of Bees and the Sky Acrostic

  • June 16, 2019 at 11:56 AM

    Success indeed – well done on your acrostic, Eric. Bees make me think of warm and lazy summer days. I enjoyed reading this piece.

    • June 16, 2019 at 4:07 PM

      Thank you Phyllis. Fun is fun when we let go of holding the reins to tight. I am going to come back by tomorrow to figure out how to follow people that I know and love. I am starting to get the hang of it here. Thank you for your patience.

  • June 16, 2019 at 4:57 PM

    Success is indeed the overcoming of the bounds of fear. Thankfully bee’s fear not, thus creating life that we all can live and abound in. For without them in our life, we would not be. This is a very pleasant work, flighty in nature, I love bees and the honey they create, sweetness abounds and their Queen protected. I agree with Phyllis about warm and lazy summer days. As for being a father, what wrongs we may have done, there is nothing more precious than the love of our families, standing by us through thick and thin. I too have admitted wrong doings and love prevails always from our children. Happy Father’s Sunday dear writer. Nicely penned, bravo.

  • June 16, 2019 at 7:27 PM

    Vincent your comment is too kind. I heard once that the sins of the father were visited on the son. My elder son says so. And he adds that that way he need not repeat them. Crazy 34 year old son.
    I tried to stay away from politics in this piece. But I am an avid Bee supporter. We need to care about them I think.
    Beesponsible is kind of fun. Just my way of thinking I reckon.

  • June 16, 2019 at 9:26 PM

    I remember you asking for advice and direction on acrostic poems, Eric, and am happy to say you knocked it out of the ball park. Well done. Unfortuantely bees are in grave danger across the globe and I would hate to think what will happen unless we can curb the trend. Well done all around with this.

  • June 16, 2019 at 10:09 PM

    I am growing plants for them John. Happy to say it is working. My son had one on his nose yesterday. We both went all “this is so cool”. Bees are cool. The Acrostic seems to me so interesting. Thanks so much my mentor.
    Hugs from up here in Dierkerville.

  • June 23, 2019 at 11:09 AM

    Eric this is a beautiful read. The prose and the poetry mix together brilliantly. Thank you. Jamie


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