Dancing Echoes

Beats Stumbling Around in Silence




Sweet drink of nectar
Intoxicating Lilac
Abuzz with springtime

I stopped to smell the flowers on my way to a meeting and found that someone beat me to it.

In response to the Weekly Photo Challenge: On the Way

Author: Dancing Echoes

I am a scientist by trade and artist by soul. My creative outlet used to be dancing but due to injuries and age, I must now find another path. I am hoping my writing, poetry and photography can be this new path. Awards: While I am grateful and honored for the numerous nominations, I don’t have time to respond to them with the attention they deserve, so for the most part, I am an award free blog. All photographs and words are mine unless otherwise credited. © 2015-2023 Dancing Echoes ALL RIGHTS RESERVED Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author/owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Christy Draper with appropriate and specific direction to the original content on Dancing Echoes.

6 thoughts on “Wasp

  1. Great image and poem, I love the irony.

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  2. Keep your nose out of this lady’s bidness, DE. I’d get stung here for sure. Oh, yeah, looks so lovely, mean as a whole hive.

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