Building the Hive

Hello, Hivelanders. Before I get to my own work I would like to share some exciting new with you. Well, I think it is exciting. We have a new worker bee joining the HIVE. I hope you will help me welcome Hive account@baccusbee to our community. She buzzed over from X, where she is a frequent member of the poetry and writing community. I hope too she will flourish over here. Going can be slow as a worker bee; please consider visiting her page and checking out her work, maybe following and upvoting. Her work is certainly deserving.

Here is the Link to BaccusBee's Page and below is a link to her most recent work. Just click on the image and it will take you there.

Post image created in collaboration with starryai. Screen shot of original post April 18, 2025

Drinking From the Hose

drinking from
the garden hose
bending grace to taste
once again
from childhood

The Fourth Dimension

thoughts, desires
aspirations, water torture
in the 4th dimension

time, the cruelest
task master; makes
monsters of believers

Sands Fall Gold

sands fall gold
to ebony, light
diffuses inward
to dreams

A little something else from my X feed. I don't know how many of you this also applies to.

From May 16 on the X social media platform.

A realization I made in discussion with another poet as to why social situations can exhaust some of us. Being neurodivergent, we are often accused of not picking up on social cues. In many cases, we pick up more, not just facial, but body language, voice, timing and tone; and we recognize patterns quickly. We read subtext and understand, subconsciously or not, that humans are always jockeying for position in their social groups; most cannot help it and this makes social interactions for those of us who do realize this ... a task, an emotionally painful one, at times; we see through façades and intent. It is like a conversational game of Risk. And of course it is tiring. We good?

The Veil

the veil
wars
with clarity
sharp blinds
distorting folds

fog erodes to static
with vision and
Brownian
movement

Adrift in Doldrums

adrift in doldrums
between desires
still bound, lost
on a windless sea

Heaviness Bends

heaviness bends time
figures blurred woven
super-imposed
matrices

moments between us
a sea of refraction
reflection

strings in motion
entangling; snagging knots
pull things straight …
at the

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Prose and Poetry are my own. Unless otherwise attributed, images are a result of collaboration with AI, Grok, and a human, me. Although nowhere as time consuming as hand-crafted work, AI art does require human concepts and directions. Drinking From the Hose, the Fourth Dimension, Sands Fall Gold, the Veil, Adrift in Doldrums, Heaviness Bends, and You Did Enough were all first and most recently published on the X, social media site.

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