The Bees
The bees fly in the park
they look for flowers
to collect thousand of nectar
one bee recluse itself
the bee has no wings to fly
It qualms in the ground
the bees see the flowers like pendulum
moving right and left with beauty
the recluse bee sees the other bees
they just snipshod
‘carte blanche?’, the bee asks
‘nectar! nectar!’, they said screamingly
marring the nasturtium and dandelion
the bee protect the flowers
but an elf comes like a phantom
the frenzy things end
the elf is inquisitive to them
only the bee, then, becomes a linchpin…
Syayid, May 29, 2007.
Click this link to share:
Like this:
Like Loading...
Related
Published by Syayid
Syayid Sandi Sukandi studied English Language and Literature at Andalas University in 2003. When he studied in the university, he successfully obtained Best Student Award from Rector of Andalas University in 2006 and 2007. In 2007, he finished his studies with very satisfactory results. Since 2008 up to now, he had been working as an English teaching staff at College of Teacher Training and Education of West Sumatera in Indonesia. After working there for two years, he continued his education to a Master’s degree in the United States of America by accomplishing a prestigious international scholarship: Fulbright. He went to Southern Illinois University Edwardsville where he studied English with the emphasis on Teaching of Writing (Rhetoric and Composition). For his Master’s degree, he graduated with Magna Cum Laude (3.75). In 2013, he came home to Indonesia and recently, he serves as one of the teaching staffs in the college. His personal blog is Sparkling Silent Silhouette and he can be contacted at e-mails: syayid@gmail.com or said_sandi@hotmail.com
View all posts by Syayid
