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I want to see you in the place where people are always busy.. That means shall we meet in any beehive places dear? At first we should meet in any place and at least you should be there with me for two minutes unlike the day we have met last.
By laxmi on 01.26.2012
The beehive was a hairstyle very popular in the sixties. it was a back combed style and took a while to perfect. I have photos of my mother her hair in this style – not a good look in my opinion!
By Bev Humphrey on 01.26.2012
they are nasty. but beautiful. i have seen them quite a few times. they contain lots of bees. they work together like a family. and they make honey which we humans take and use for our own purposes. sometimes they sting us because we are the predators and are a threat to them. beehives are their home and not a threat as we feel sometimes so we need to put ourselves in their shoes and think that would we like an intruder to come inside our home and harm our family?
By Kareena URL on 01.26.2012
ı m seeing a beehive like a ball and bees are flying around it, ı am gonna enter it and will look inside it how it looks and this will be a different experience for me, ı like living like in this different ways..
By efeserhat URL on 01.26.2012
a fabulous hair do! wearing the beehive now takes you back in time to a time when women were extravagant. it says your confident. it says your stylish. do it.
By Rebecca on 01.26.2012
The scent of honey was all around the house, so were the bees, angrily defending their beehive from intruder. Big, black, furry intruder, who using all his might tried to get some of the sweet liquid.
By Omnix URL on 01.26.2012
A hive that is created by bee’s to store honey and live in. The bee’s will also mate with the queen in the hive. It is usually in a spherical shape.
By Ruby Rose on 01.26.2012
The buzzing noise was drawing closer as I walked.
I could smell sweet honey as I drew nearer.
Then suddenly I felt pain…
By Ruby Spark on 01.26.2012
bee stings give me hives.
By lenny URL on 01.26.2012
My house was infested with this beehive so huge it’s almost half a storey tall. Firebrigades were called and boy they died like a boss! CLUMPS on the floor. iT’S COOL. End.
By Gerry Ng URL on 01.26.2012
Her brain was a beehive bristling with bright ideas and moist, sticky corners (the vomit of a hard day’s work). But as it was abuzz at 3am, she couldn’t help but wish that the honeyed words of its hallowed halls would wane, if not dry up completely.
By L. A. Smith URL on 01.26.2012
oh, beehive! i once pick one up in the front yard of my old family house. a tiny one. it looked gross but i couldn’t take my eyes off it. i threw it away as my folks told me to, and wonder what happened to it afterwords.
By kaorita on 01.26.2012
i am just there, in a beehaive, and canot hear myself, alone…
By vlad on 01.26.2012
The beehive was massive in size. They stared at it, wondering what would happen should they happen to hit it with a stick. They knew they had little to no chance of escaping should it be swarming with bees, especially since Jimmy, the youngest, was allergic. Nickolas, the oldest of the group grinned and laughed a little. “I think…I think it’s time to see some bees” he giggled reaching down for the stick.
By wendy on 01.26.2012
It was 5am and with no end to her manic insomnia, she decided to put her hair in a beehive. She had done it once before, for a special occasion, but she wasn’t sure why she thought the monumental task that involved lots of hairpins and sticky pomade was a great early morning project. It was the mania; it told her what to do. But, was she really going to crawl under the covers around 9am, feeling like a zombie, with such fabulous hair?
By wretsky URL on 01.26.2012
A beehive can be a hairstyle, though not so much in this day and age…although it’ll come back, I’m sure. That was the first thing that came to mind anyway. I guess it should have been the fact that they generally are a home for bees.
By zebra URL on 01.26.2012
my father and I were never really close. we lived in the same house. like busy bees in a beehive seeing each other every day. but it felt like we were miles apart nonetheless…
By Xavier Power on 01.26.2012
we watched the beehive for days on end. wondering what the busy little bees do in their daily life. do they work work and work? or do they have social lives too? do they attend gatherings and play sport?
By Coyote Kiss on 01.26.2012
have you ever had a beehive in your head? can you hear the buzzing? do you feel the humming of their instincts and the bzzzz of their feelers touching oh so efficiently through your thoughts? and do you ever wonder where they go, when it’s done?
By Rebekah on 01.26.2012
The beehive that we saw in our shed took us by surprise. We knew that one was on the property, however we could not locate it, even after we had call in the bee keeper for assistance.
By victor walkes URL on 01.26.2012
It was only yesterday that I thought of the time I decided I wanted the bee tattoo on the inside of my left wrist. Here I was today, with the beehive, the bee’s home, being tattooed on my right wrist – the cycle was now complete. I was home. I was safe. I had come full circle. It was a good feeling.
By Amimee URL on 01.26.2012
bright yellow nd black lines to calm the nature this is beehive where the little things
that are yellow with black stripes live
By dorothy URL on 01.26.2012
Beehive – I immediately see two pictures in my mind, one is of a high hairstyle done in a beehive style and the other is a beehive that is a home for bees
By Eliza URL on 01.26.2012
troll. troll. troll. troll. troll. troll
By Lauren on 01.26.2012
the way she used to wear her hair: ridiculously outmoded, by decades, but she liked to look strange. she lived off people’s sideways glances at bus-stops and bakeries. she wore her hair up for the same reason she wore red boots, and honestly, for the same reason she wore me.
By biscuitmensch URL on 01.26.2012
A beehive? It has some sticky, gooey honey stuff inside. Man, I’m tired. I’m really tired, but the word beehive isn’t exactly giving me anything. I really hate when that happens. It’s only happened once, with a cactus, but then….i did write something and deleted the rant.
Jake threw a beehive at Mark. His brother ducked and avoided it, laughing. He stopped laughing when Jake redirected it to come crashing into the back of his head.
Wow, that was excellent.
By Elsie Shu URL on 01.26.2012
A place where bees live in with their queen bee. It’s dangerous. A habitat. Found on trees. Orange in colour (?) There are lots of honeycomb in it.
By Carissa on 01.26.2012
Yours is chartered, past, present and future.
Too much to do, too little time.
Here there is no escape, only toil.
Nothing changes, everything stays the same, going in a never ending cylce.
“Deviant,” they whisper. Not normal.
That’s how you feel, pushed pushed pushed to do more more more.
You swear you are being choked, in every possible meaning, literal and figurative.
There’s only one queen, sweetheart. And. It. Isn’t. You.
And it goes on and on and on and on and on.
Your muscles ache, your vision blurs and you are too tired to think, to question.
By hazirah URL on 01.26.2012
Its a place where bees live and create honey that people take and use to sell in markets.
By Jessie on 01.26.2012
The buZZing bees flowed out of the hive as if grains of sand being poured from a pot.
By CWclassmc URL on 01.26.2012
John longed to scratch his side. He squirmed uncomfortably as the itch nagged at him, almost as though it knew he couldn’t get to it through the thick-hided beekeeping suit. “Aren’t you almost done, Sherlock? I can’t believe you’re doing this.”
Sherlock withdrew his head from the giant beehive, the last in a line of five. “Yes, that should do it. Now I just need to run these samples against the one found on the victim. Let’s go.” Sherlock immediately started making towards the rental car, leaving John struggling with his suit and trying to apologize to the beekeeper.
“Hold up,” he called to the impatient detective, “Some people actually use the equipment disigned for this job. We’re not all miraculous bee-whisperers,you know.”
Sherlock only laughed as he leaned against the car, suckling the raw honey from his fingers.
By floppybelly URL on 01.26.2012
Interesting to learn about
By Nicole C. URL on 01.26.2012
yellow and black
By gronk\'d URL on 01.26.2012
bees, honey, queen bee, summer nights, buzzing, family, colonies, black and yellow. hornets, bubble bees, wings. There’s one every summer in the tree across the street and no matter the time of day it’s always buzzing.
By Bridget URL on 01.26.2012
I really hate beehives I just want to abliterate all bees and their hives because my mom and I are both highly allergic.
By Bubbinator99 on 01.26.2012
dripping with honey
By sjk22 URL on 01.26.2012
Bees and honey always remind me of the summer. The cool breeze and the fresh air always running away from the bees that chase me because i am deathly afraid of them.
By IJ URL on 01.26.2012
A home to bees, feared by people, as well as adored.
By nameless URL on 01.26.2012
honey dripping as the buzzing bees hover around, and occasionally dart inside their home
By cat steckbeck on 01.26.2012
Bees Stinging Woods House Friends Honey BeeMovie Baseball Yellow
By matty on 01.26.2012