Busy Bee

She buzzed around the wildflowers, stripes of yellow and blackCollecting the pollen and nectar, like her comrades, taking it backTo the hive with an aura of frantic, each bee intent on filling their storesTo satisfy their resplendent queen, see their kin through the winter once moreBut this bee had a spark of idea, growing deep … Continue reading Busy Bee

Runaway

Ash checked his watch.  He estimated he had five minutes until the next curfew patrol.  He turned his attention back to the wall.  A train rumbled on the bridge overhead, drowning out the sound of the spray cans as he worked.  His consciousness sank into the flow of the paint as the cans danced in … Continue reading Runaway