Tagged: hummingbirds

dad and his ruby-

dad and his ruby-
throated hummingbirds have an
age-old exchange – quid

pro quo – the language of love,
the language for survival
.
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we take turns playing

we take turns playing
the piano for the deer
napping in the yard,

the hummingbirds sword dance out
of rhythm, flashing their wings
.
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every september, our

every september, our
backyard becomes
an olympic
gymnasium, with dad
as the umpire, overseeing
guest and resident
hummingbirds
as they whip the air
to compete for the last
of the nectar, filling
up for the long
migration south
.
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for a number of

for a number of
days, weeks, months, or even years,
there will be humming-

birds in the backyard searching
for the lost rose of sharon
.
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in dad’s backyard, the

in dad’s backyard, the
hummingbirds honor the hand
that feeds, small pleasures
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: pleasures

summer storm, humming-

summer storm, humming-
birds weigh heavy on hibiscus
branches in our yard
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: storm

afternoons in our

afternoons in our
backyard, the wasp tries the lock
again, two humming-

birds dive-bomb past the feeder,
a butterfly flaps its wings
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: lock

the hummingbirds came

the hummingbirds came
home last friday, and dad was
ready for them – our

backyard strategically blooming
with fire engine red feeders
.
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birdwatching in our

birdwatching in our
backyard, four mosquito bites
in, legs on fire
.
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