Hummingbird’s Hallelujah

for the nectar
sweet people make

I Wanna Be A Bee

or perhaps a hummingbird
I’m a moth
with aspirations

The Thrum Of Thirst

sipping sweetness
from the false foxglove
mocktails in the afternoon


the sentry
guarding the feeder
as dawn wakes the day

Largess Of Life Force

emanating energy
in stillness

Amongst The Blooms The Wing-ed Ones

beyond the porch rail
butterfly and hummingbird
make their morning rounds

In The Enormous Woods There Perches A Tiny Soul

feathered emerald
the size
of a birch leaf

Sound Seen

the thrum
of wings hovering
stillness in motion

Humming Summer’s Tune

sound signals
a brief

Bewitching Beebalm

sending out
a siren’s call
to hummingbirds and bees