To the Hummingbirds

Hummingbirds are quite fickle but
this one fancies my mother’s garden

Perhaps she is as sun-drunk as I am
as I can see the atoms that make up

her quivering breast from where I lay
on the rough sidewalk

I never knew them to be loud creatures
but zip—a vibration too quick

for me to place the tone of reverberates
through my ears—it cannot shake

the room as the garden has no walls
(the great outdoors are like that, you know)

but if we sat in the living room,
maybe the walls would shake

I hope you enjoyed this piece! I’ve been super inspired by nature when I’ve been writing lately– I guess I always have been, though. I hope you all are having a great summer. Please feel free to leave feedback and writing challenges in the comments. Stay safe and healthy out there.



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