Quick as a hummingbird...she darts so eagerly, swiftly, sweetly dipping into the flowers of my heart.
I know my wildlife photography friends can do this in their sleep, but I was thrilled to get these shots (with my phone) when I visited Ariana in St Louis! Many hummingbirds come to her feeder each day and I was able to get some of them used to me.
by Richard Burton
Is it a monster bee,
Or is it a midget bird,
Or yet an air-born mystery
That now yon marigold has stirred,
And now on vocal wing
To a neighbor bloom is whirred,
In an aery ecstasy, in a passion of pilfering?
The first stanza of To a Humming-Bird
by John Vance Cheney
Voyager on golden air,
Type of all that's fleet and fair,
Bird-beam of the summer day, —
Whither on your sunny way?
by Jones Very
Like thoughts that flit across the mind,
Leaving no lasting trace behind,
The humming-bird darts to and fro,
Comes, vanishes before we know.
I've been reading Nature's Best Hope by Douglas Tallamy and have been utterly fascinated by it.
Buffy Silverman is the Poetry Friday host. Thanks, Buffy!
Reminder! Don't forget to turn in your IMPERFECT II submissions by June 30th!
One last thing! This week, Jone is sharing the poem I wrote her for the Summer Poem Swap: A blessing for those who cultivate words