Every Third Bite



Every year

they disappear

leaving the mother

to die

Every third bite

depends on their species

and as it passes our lips

they succumb to diseases

The vanishing

nature crying out to us

of the deadly danger

Warning us

like Steiner

a hundred years ago

of the loss of the creatures

to mans deadly chemistry

Homage to the bees

for life on Earth



© Ash Cheyne 2017

Daily Word Prompt – Homage