by Ethel Mortenson Davis
A hummingbird came
to the garden at sunrise,
close to my left shoulder,
then my face—a female Black-Chin.
She came for the sparkling droplets
glistening from my sprinkler—
a morning bath
in a parched land.
She presented her gift
as she took mine.
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Very nice! Your prose poem made me look for a female “Black Chin”! I found one at the following website. Cool!
http://www.allaboutbirds.org/guide/Black-chinned_Hummingbird/id
A lovely snapshot.
Lovely poem, and what a colourful bird! Nature is beautiful where you live I think. I love it when birds come splashing in our bird bath 🙂
I just heard about a big fire in New Mexico, involving 1200 fire workers, let’s hope they can controll the fire soon!
wonderful!
Something about the opening lines reminds me of DH Lawrence’s ‘Snake’. Although your ending is very different (far more upbeat) there’s the same idea of the magicallity of seeing one of Nature’s creatures up close in our own garden and a sense of the privilege it confers on us.
Ethel, what a beautiful poem; and an exquisite moment shared, I love this. (Thanks to Russ for that lovely photo link!) ~ Julie
Gorgeous poem. The imagery is marvelous, golden. I can just picture the moment that you are describing here so well. What a beautiful work of art this poem is, painting a picture in our minds with words. Your words are masterful brushstrokes, Ethel. A soothing and beautiful poem.
Very lovely–praying for rain, Ethel–God bless y’all with puddles!
I love this reciprocation with nature – and specifically with your hummingbird visitor. I too hope you’re blessed with some rain soon!
Beautiful , this image has lifted my spirits. Thank you.
I just nominated you for the One Lovely Blog Award!
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