A Taste of Honey

Jar of honey from Robert W. Hughes' bee farm

Jar of honey by Robert W. Hughes’ bee farm

“We didn’t just read poetry, we let it drip from our tongues like honey.”
John Keating, Dead Poets Society

Happened upon a small, tented farmer’s market and was delighted to find Robert W. Hughes selling jars of his honey. Most honey is made by bees collecting pollen from just one kind of flower: Robert’s bees gather pollen from a variety of wildflowers which gives it a darker color and more mellow flavor.

Grains of golden words
Gathered from wildflowers –
Pure, amber honey


About poeticmeditations

A 19th-century romantic poet living in the 21st-century. The Romantic poets, nib pens, candlelight, waistcoats, and pocket watches are a few of my favorite things.
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