Hummingbird (3)
Arriving from nowhere,
its mouth opens
but what escapes
comes not from within
and is never complete.
Words, too, falter
in this space,
struggling to remain
aloft, challenged yet free,
an exchange
between air and wing,
of sound and thought,
occurring as it must
without design
or desire, simply
there, then gone,
a presence one notices
in its absence.
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“Hummingbird (3) made its first appearance on the blog in December 2014.
O at the Edges 
Beautiful!! 🙂 I love hummingbirds.
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They are wonderful, aren’t they? Beautiful, fierce.
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Yes they are. I can sit out in my friends garden and watch them all day.
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If you can read some Spanish, there is a short story including a couple of hummingbirds. A Native South American teenager wishes to be one of them… http://wp.me/pyM8s-3M
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Thank you. My Spanish is pretty weak, but I may give it a try.
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I just love this series…. You know I have written a poem on Kingfisher…. And it’s pretty long… This gives an idea to break it up in future…. if necessary
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Thank you. I’ve written a number of poems in sections. The breaks occurred naturally, and seemed to contribute to the overall flow.
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beautiful poetry!
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Thanks very much.
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Lovely. Brings to mind a number of fragmented conversations from the past. Too brief, too awkward, with “words struggling to stay aloft”. I think we’ve all had those.
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Awkward – the story of my life in one word. 🙂
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Beautiful…
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Thanks very much.
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Reblogged this on Still Another Writer's Blog.
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Thanks for reblogging.
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You are welcome!
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The transience of existence, like the fluttering of wings, like the faltering of words, occurring as it must – without design. Thank you for this poem.
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Thank you, Chin.
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its really lovely
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Thank you!
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Captures the spirit and the fascination with hummers. We watch “ours” for hours.
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They have occupied many hours of my time!
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A nice combination of full and empty – thank you.
Kindness – Robert.
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Thanks, Robert. Our days seem to be both full and empty. Sometimes a bit more of one than the other, but I’m hoping for balance.
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There’s so much depth to what you have just said.
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I surprised a hummingbird at a local park today. Out for a walk I rounded a corner and came face to face with the the little guy.
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Watch out. They’re looking at you! We’ve been busy with other things this year, and haven’t put out feeders, but we still see them from time to time.
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