Hive

poem by: E.J. Waling
Written on Sep 01, 2017 

Chastened 

by expectations.

Seasoned 

by trial.

All journeys 

begin

 the same.

Roads diverge,

 yet all

end

at 

the same

 destination.

Experiences vary,

stories differ.

But

 the results 

the same.

Progress

 occurs 

by the nectar 

left behind.

In this way,

 the hive 

is built.

 

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Robert Kohlhammer commented:
An Interesting and deep poem and style.

 

 

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