Our treasure lies in the beehive of our knowledge. We are perpetually on the way thither, being by nature winged insects and honey gatherers of the mind.
quote by Friedrich Nietzsche
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Two Birds Wished To Be Friendly
1 Two birds wished to be friendly
I was the messenger winged
Hither thither cuckoo and magpie
Two birds wished to be friendly
'Come here, o' dear, come here'
coo~~coo~~coo~~~in rising notes
Two birds wished to be friendly
I was the messenger winged
2 Hither thither cuckoo and magpie
Two birds wished to be friendly
I was the messenger winged
Hither thither cuckoo and magpie
Warbling, whistling, fluty trilling
Magpie just couldn't let me read
Hither thither cuckoo and magpie
Two birds wished to be friendly
3 Two birds wished to be friendly
I was the messenger plucked punished
Gloomed cuckoo, confused magpie
Two birds wished to be friendly
Reading failing, messaging failing
Loamy homey cuckoo angry with me
Two birds wished to be friendly
I was the messenger plucked punished
poem by Indira Renganathan
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I Once Wrote About The Bees And The Beehive
on the web, i see you got pregnant
of this brainchild of yours, the beehive,
a project from your heart,
at the center is the child,
instead of the queen bee,
and surrounding still are the
workers, the drones, the soldiers
instead of your lovers,
and you ask for my support
(perhaps some money
but i know they are not that necessary)
you may hint on the songs
about children
my friends shall send you
you may ask for me to read
my poems
over some bottles of beer
or some tea,
there is no problem, honey,
i will be there buzzing around
your beehive
i will ask where the door is
and just hang in there
for in truth what makes me happy
is not that brainchild of yours
but just
you.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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David Attenborough
So much about Nature David Attenborough know
My wonder at his knowledge only does grow
His documetaries the most informative things on the t v
The man is a genius none as clever as he,
From the massive blue whale to the tiny insects that on the ground crawl
Their Nature and on how they live David Attenborough recall
For millions of students of Nature Worldwide
Only her deepest secrets from him Nature can hide,
He has made documentaries on Wildlife for thirty years or more
From the northern Artic ocean to the southern Antartic shore,
One who knows much about Nature and for Nature he care
And people like him they are priceless and rare
And it seems sad to think that he is getting old
But the story of his life will always be told.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Sonnet: On Knowledge
Knowledge is one thing priceless, people want;
Knowledge is something gained by labor long;
Knowledge is infinite; master, you-can't;
Knowledge is changeable, much like a song.
Knowledge is deeper than the oceans deep;
Knowledge is larger than the Universe;
Knowledge is barely in life, just a peep;
Knowledge if badly used becomes God's curse.
Knowledge remains undiminished, tho' you- share;
Knowledge gives man, a civilised outlook;
Knowledge if improper, you ought to pare;
Knowledge is gained from Nature and by book.
Knowledge can make a man a wiser one;
Knowledge gives Wisdom in the longer run.
poem by John Celes
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Realize My Mind
I wake in the morning to the darkness of my soul
Look into your eyes and my body senses the fire below
Move myself close to you and lay upon your breast
Reach up and light your long black cigarette
My winged angel your embrace surrounds me
You realize my mind
My winged angel your touch binds me
You realize my mind
My winged angel cast your spell on me
You realize my mind
My winged angel give myself to you
You have all of me
You move smooth, dance slow I feel your dark tenderness
Wings around me, mesmerize me love to serve my hearts temptress
Feeling free touching you, you accept your little pet
You have a walk so bold and I know
Your eyes burn me to death
My winged angel your embrace surrounds me
You realize my mind
My winged angel your touch binds me
You realize my mind
My winged angel cast your spell on me
You realize my mind
My winged angel give myself to you
You have all of me
I give my words to you to please you each and everyway
They spring forth from truths you release within me with the games you play
This girl is grateful to be so uninhibited and free for you
This girl knows girl is so happy to serve you
My winged angel your embrace surrounds me
You realize my mind
My winged angel your touch binds me
You realize my mind
My winged angel cast your spell on me
You realize my mind
My winged angel give myself to you
You have all of me
poem by Barbara Vanier
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If you want to gather honey, don't kick over the beehive.
quote by Dale Carnegie
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When you hear buzz around the beehive, you know they're making honey in there.
quote by Terrence Howard
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Teaching XVIII
Then said a teacher, "Speak to us of Teaching."
And he said:
No man can reveal to you aught but that which already lies half asleep in the dawning of our knowledge.
The teacher who walks in the shadow of the temple, among his followers, gives not of his wisdom but rather of his faith and his lovingness.
If he is indeed wise he does not bid you enter the house of wisdom, but rather leads you to the threshold of your own mind.
The astronomer may speak to you of his understanding of space, but he cannot give you his understanding.
The musician may sing to you of the rhythm which is in all space, but he cannot give you the ear which arrests the rhythm nor the voice that echoes it.
And he who is versed in the science of numbers can tell of the regions of weight and measure, but he cannot conduct you thither.
For the vision of one man lends not its wings to another man.
And even as each one of you stands alone in God's knowledge, so must each one of you be alone in his knowledge of God and in his understanding of the earth.
poem by Khalil Gibran
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Death Of A Beehive
Its geometry was fractured
With the flash of the first bulb
The shelf-life of her membrane
Became our sacrificed mascot
From Southgate to Manhattan
You swarmed stages with entrapment
Pouring nectar from your voice
While falling through your private void
Simon said, 'where is that girl? '
She hummed, and bused, but had no sting
Instead, she laughed with black eye pearls
Doomed without the keys to spring
Limousine dreams and red carpet galas
Hollywoods down the yellow brick road
You gave us the taste of your contralto honey
But we neglected your poison, with all that money
Fame is your death disguised in slow motion
Supplied in Jack Daniells and Chinease heroin
Jokes for late night, it was just emphysema
New summers come, without your pollen fiesta
Death of a behive
Long live the junkie queen
We all watched her take a nose dive
And kept our hands all spotly clean
Death of a beehive
Laugh hard until you bleed
Enjoy the sequence of her stir fry
Regret is talk for clever sheep
Death of a beehive
Honour the sacrificed
The bounty insects call supply
Entertains us for another tryst
poem by Kevin Patrick
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The supreme treasure is knowledge, the middle treasure is children, and the lowest treasure is material wealth.
Honey
Honey has a frame of mind,
It entices the young tongue,
Keeping away mortuaries and anyone blind,
Weeks and months are among.
Honey, honey always sings a tune
In the mind and heart of a fine
Imposed by the law and moon,
Suns must be honey and mine.
Let honey run for the sun,
This star objects to a season
Of only honey, of rivers done,
Once become a riddle and reason.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Savantism
THITHER, as I look, I see each result and glory retracing itself and
nestling close, always obligated;
Thither hours, months, years--thither trades, compacts,
establishments, even the most minute;
Thither every-day life, speech, utensils, politics, persons, estates;
Thither we also, I with my leaves and songs, trustful, admirant,
As a father, to his father going, takes his children along with him.
poem by Walt Whitman
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Wild Honey Pie
Pixies - wild honey pie
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Honey pie, honey pie
Honey pie, honey pie
Honey pie, honey pie
Honey pie, honey pie
Honey pie, honey pie
Honey pie, honey pie, honey pie, honey piieehoooeyeah
(john lennon/paul mccartney)
song performed by by Pixies
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Each Creature In Nature
Each creature in Nature has a role to fill
Most species of birds have a different shaped bill
Between insects and seed eaters the difference is great
The beauty and wonder that Nature create.
Each life form in Nature for a purpose is born
The common brown rats though victims of scorn
Are born for some purpose though we wish them ill
And without provocation them we choose to kill.
The woodlice flightless insects that live on decay
Perform their tasks in a quiet and secretive way
The more we learn of Nature the more our wonder of her does grow
Yet so little of her ways we can claim to know.
Though habitat destruction by humans and climate change on many living things taking toll
All creatures in Nature perform their own role
And like all of her life forms to Nature us humans belong
Though many may well say I have got it wrong.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Saigon
You got everything that a girl should grow
Im so afraid to kiss you I might lose control
You can hold me tighter but turn loose of my gun
Its a sentimental present all the way from saigon
Honey, honey, honey, please call me
You dont need no money we can do it for free
I got a friend in phoenix with a two-way radio
All the static in my attic getting ready to blow
Saigon, honey, honey, honey
Saigon, honey, honey, honey
Saigon, honey, honey, honey
All the static in my attic getting ready to blow
I was talking to the mailman late last week
He had a letter in his sweater from stuttering don
He said things are getting better in sa, sa, sa, sa, sa
Saigon, honey, honey, honey
Saigon, honey, honey, honey
Saigon, honey, honey, honey
Things are getting better back in saigon
Saigon, honey, honey, honey
Saigon, honey, honey, honey
Things are getting better back in saigon
Saigon, honey, honey, honey
Saigon, honey, honey, honey
Saigon, honey, honey, honey
Things are getting better back in saigon
Saigon, honey, honey, honey
Saigon, honey, honey, honey
Saigon, honey, honey, honey
Things are getting better back in saigon
song performed by by John Prine
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She Is Like A Beehive
It seems my heart is actually odd
It keeps her inside who damn cares God!
Although she is like a sex-worker
It seems my eyes can see only her!
She is like a beehive full of bee
If I want honey they will bite me!
Although she is like a love-maker
Despite my efforts I can’t have her!
poem by Asif Andalib
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The Poem Perpetually Longed For
THE POEM PERPETUALLY LONGED FOR
The poem perpetually longed for
Is like the love
One wanted to spend one’s life with
The love that came and went away
And will never return again.
The Poem Perpetually Longed for
Is like a second love
Never as young as the first
Loved with an old man’s love
The Poem Perpetually Longed for
Is like a love held in heart
To the end of one’s days
A love one will be buried with
forever.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Beating A Path To Onself
a great sea one can be perpetually lost in
or find oneself moored at its coast
and picking up all the shapely shells - that's the mind
a great sea one can be perpetually seeking self
or found a compass to all the interesting lands
the great sea where one can beat a path
to oneself in poetry
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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One Plaza
A plaza of flowers red and green
Is found by the hundreds of gatherers
Exciting their youth and delivering
Their offspring in a few years.
For flowers of great knowledge
Look girls and look boys of talent,
Fending for themselves
After the rains and the showers of gratitude.
My water bucket fills from the outpourings
Of the clouds that bicker and proudly state
Their reasonable knowledge,
Then the flowers have attained children's agility.
My water purified me, as I drank from
The fountain of life always described.
This little sound appeared in me
When sweeter events really happened by chance.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Insects
Tiny insects in my hair
Tiny insects everywhere
Tiny insects in my pants
Watching insects make romance
Insects make me make me want to dance dance dance
They make want to dance . . .
Flying insects everywhere
Flying insects buzzing buzzing buzzing thru the air
Just like little diamonds in the sky
Insects buzzing in my eye
Buzzing insects make me want to dance dance dance
They make me want to dance . . .
Insects crawling all around
Insects squirming in the ground
Insects gooey squeaky chewy
Should I eat them--no
Id rather stomp them hurt them stomp
Stomp them while I dance dance dance
I hurt them while I dance dance dance
I stomp them while I dance dance dance . . .
Insects make me scream and shout
They dont know what lifes about
They dont have blood
Theyve got too many legs
They dont have brains in their heads
They know theyll rule the world some day
They bite and sting me anyway
They bite and sting and suck
They bite and sting and suck suck suck
They bite and sting and
Suck suck suck suck suck . . .
Dance dance dance
song performed by by Oingo Boingo
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