The buzz of a bee
Always haunts me
Zooming by my ears
Elevates my fears
Their buzz, their song
I hope they do no wrong
As my ears ring
I anticipate a sting
Bee, be good to me
Stay at home in your tree
Doug the bug needed a hug. He lost his friend June in a horrific accident. June crawled under a rug and was squished by the foot of a man drinking hot coffee from a mug. Doug was traumatized by the negligent homicide. He needed a hug from another bug. He buzzed from room to room, nearly swatted by a woman wielding a broom.
In the kitchen, he landed on a dish. He took a deep breath before he heard, “Hi, my name is Trish.” Startled, Doug buzzed in a circle around Trish before landing back on the dish. Staring into Trish’s big round eyes, Doug replied, “Hi, I’m Doug.”
“You are sad. What’s wrong?” asked Trish.
“My friend June was killed by a human and I could use a hug,” whimpered Doug.
Trish spread her wings and hugged Doug. “I’m sorry for your loss.”
“Thank you,” sighed Doug.
Robert Stanhope started creative writing during his Junior year of high school. In his twenties, he became a motorsports journalist and was published in a number of local, regional, and national trade publications. Now in his early 40s, Bob has returned to creatively writing, including embarking on his first novel, The Last Lie.