Posted on November 20, 2021November 19, 2021 by Brett Poem: Outside the Beehive Creative Commons photo. My latest original five-line poem. Outside the Beehive I trotted through the mud, allowing the dirtto lap at my legs like debris flood,wanting to feel alive, to be in nature,but I remain a bee outside the hivecasting unnoticed mud prints. Share this:TweetMoreEmailShare on TumblrPrintPocketLike this:Like Loading...