Friday, September 15, 2017

DWP #3: FLUTTER {9.15.17}

I hear it before I see it.

Its telltale whir
As it zip, zip, zags through the air
Searching for a bright larkspur or honeysuckle vine
To drink its sweet wine.

It pauses,
Realizes I am neither,
Then flutters away.

My heart,
Always in awe of the ruby-throated hummingbird,
Flutters a bit too.


1 comment:

  1. This happened to me on two occasions recently. The hummingbird seemed to hover near me and say, "Where's the nectar?"

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