A Quiet Visitor While Sitting in the Patio
A hummingbird came visiting,
after the torrential rains stopped, under a sun intensely bright,
with blue sky wrapping around--
its wings were whizzing up & down,
like a silent drumbeat,
staccato flaps of joy.
Oh hummingbird,
my heart swelled
at the sight of you,
you came so close to me
as I sat under the
wind-torn patio umbrella,
a few seconds later you flew back to the tall tree branches,
closer to the sky,
further from me,
camouflaged in the green leaves, I searched for you
with happy eyes,
sweet sweet bird,
my day expanded with a smile from your unexpected visit.
Stephen Gospage
Sun 22nd Jan 2023 09:11
It's strange how the sudden, even brief, presence of a bird (or any other creature) can have such an impact, Hélène. I love the way that your last line expands the poem.