Black Poetry : The Bear and The Honey Spot

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  1. Nahshon

    Nahshon Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    The Bear and The Honey Spot
    If I were a man I’d dip my cinnamon stick into your honey pot
    Swirling it around, never wanting to stop
    Sweet sensations I’d want to taste what you’ve got
    Yet I am just a big old bear devouring honey from your tree spot
    And you are just a honeybee excreting sugary nectars for me to consume
    Symbiotic relationship naturally we are attuned
    The grizzly bear that I am I tend to be omnivorous
    My meals are greater than four-course
    See I tend to hunt Bambi for venison,
    I’ve been known to chow down on elk, moose and bison
    I even go to the streams for fish; I prefer salmon
    Sometimes I rummage the forest for bugs, fruits and berries
    Though I stand upon my legs tall to show that I am ferocious and scary
    Yet you have me calm and serene every time we meet
    Cause there is nothing I want more than to taste pleasant honey syrup sweet
    I will tongue lash, give a saliva bath,
    To your delectable treats
    To the sugariness of your honey spot
    While I evade human hunters gun shots
    While you buzz around my head, giving me the go ahead
    With your stinger ready on backside, never do you attack me for fear of ending up dead
    Grizzly Bear that I am, currency means nothing to me…what need do I have for money
    Grizzly Brown Bear that I am, my diet means I must consume all that I find…today it’s your honey


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    Dunwiddat...was it a shocking piece to you???
     
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    Something like the Song of Solomon Chapater 4:lol: I would not say shocking but bold...some folks might be embarrased. When you read the book of Song Solomon there is only one thing it is talking about....and if people are honest they know exactly what it is. I love your piece of poetry.:)

    1 Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes within thy locks: thy hair is as a flock of goats, that appear from mount Gilead.
    2 Thy teeth are like a flock of sheep that are even shorn, which came up from the washing; whereof every one bear twins, and none isbarren among them.
    3 Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, and thy speech is comely: thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate within thy locks.
    4 Thy neck is like the tower of David builded for an armoury, whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, all shields of mighty men.
    5 Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins, which feed among the lilies.
    6 Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.
    7 Thou art all fair, my love; there is no spot in thee.
    8 Come with me from Lebanon, my spouse, with me from Lebanon: look from the top of Amana, from the top of Shenir and Hermon, from the lions' dens, from the mountains of the leopards.
    9 Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, my spouse; thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, with one chain of thy neck.
    10 How fair is thy love, my sister, my spouse! how much better is thy love than wine! and the smell of thine ointments than all spices!
    11 Thy lips, O my spouse, drop as the honeycomb: honey and milk are under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments is like the smell of Lebanon.
    12 A garden inclosed is my sister, my spouse; a spring shut up, a fountain sealed.
    13 Thy plants are an orchard of pomegranates, with pleasant fruits; camphire, with spikenard,
    14 Spikenard and saffron; calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices:
    15 A fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and streams from Lebanon.
    16 Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my garden, that the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his pleasant fruits.
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