Your yellow petals shine with amber glow,
And glisten in the cool autumnal breeze;
Yet whilst I love the golden arcs you throw,
It is not me you try so hard to please.
Then when the solar light is viewed just so,
Your petals spark a ghostly, violet glow;
A spectacle that I will never see,
Your sweetest hue meant only for the bee.
Your sweetest hue meant only for the bee.
This is a Heroic Rispetto, inspired by recent research that has found how several flowers have nanoscale ridges on the surface of their petals, which produce a ‘blue halo’ that helps bees to locate them.
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Your yellow petals shine with amber glow, And glisten in the cool autumnal breeze; Yet whilst I love the golden arcs you throw, It is not me you try so hard to please.