Poetry Sunday

One of the best features of my garden is its ability to attract butterflies and hummingbirds. The bee balm plant I received as a gift from one of my neighbors, although much the worse for wear from the beating it took in fierce storms earlier this summer, pulls in the beautiful little birds who have more energy than anything but a caffeinated two-year-old ... and we honor them with today's poem by Jonathan Greene.

HUMMINGBIRDS

by Jonathan Greene

Can fly every which way.

Taught helicopters to rise

straight up from the ground.

What does not work for us

works for them: being overly industrious,

overeating, surviving a sweet tooth,

a non-stop exuberance.

No down time to sing alleluias,

even after arriving at a distant home,

having crossed continents.

Never thinking to preen

to show off a ruby throat,

iridescent feathers.

Consider yourself blessed

by their visits.

Have a good day and enjoy the rest of your weekend. Greet the hummingbirds and the butterflies as honored guests if they visit your garden.

More thoughts coming.

Bilbo