strange rain
before
the heat wave
dart swift
a hummingbird
past my ear
silver night
follows hot day
jealous moon
Image by Harrison Fulop
Category: For the Birds
Mr. Crow Takes a Walk
Take a walk they said, you’ll like it they said, something different, a new point of view they said. So I’m walkin’ here, I’m walkin’ there. Always late, missin’ out on the best food, the best views. But ya know what, I like it. Givin’ the wings a rest. Takin’ my time.
Thing is, I’ve forgotten how to fly.
Image by Gio Diani via Unsplash
Spring
a subtle change
winter dies, conquered by
bird song
old Orion chases
the new moon
to the vernal horizon
gray skies, blustering
blossoms swirl
spring before the storm
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birds
sky full of birds
up high a hawk
crows wing at the edges
songbirds dart
every which way
a hummingbird perched,
silent, in a dogwood.
can the hawk see the hummingbird
or
are its eyes
full of light
pouring from the sky
sliding on ropes of cloud
slender as rain
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The Essential Nature of Hummingbirds
Whenever two hummingbirds strive for dominance at a feeder, whenever they fight over a patch of blossoms, whenever one strafes my head because I’m too close to its food source, I am reminded that hummingbirds, like all birds, are the evolutionary descendants of dinosaurs.
A hummingbird has a T-Rex heart.
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T-Rex Bird Lizard
6 Word Stories by Becky and Tor
T-Rex, scales and/ or feathers. Bird lizard
T-Rex, T-Rump tiny hands and brain.
T-Rex, when will science know you?
Who is T-Rex? Science can’t decide.
T-Rex, Thunder lizard, children adore you.
T-Rex, T-Rump itty bitty useless hands.
Predator or scavenger? Hawk or crow?
Kids love T-Rex, long dead danger.
Kids love T-Rex: plush teeth, claws.
T-Rex can’t run. Olympic speed walker.
T-Rex drawing by Tor Harper
Portrait of a Lady
in an old portrait
she stands poised, oddly ready.
does she smell mouse blood?
the perfect dress hugs
her nubile form, alas no
hat to hide her ears.
hungry but calm she
awaits the arrival
of her hapless mate
Watching
“Pa! They’re here.”
“Who?”
“The crows.”
“Jeez, Ma, give it a rest.”
“They’re watching.”
“What?”
“The garden. They’re watching, just waiting for the plants to grow. To ripen.”
“Ma!”
“Then they’ll do their dirty work.”
“Yer crazy, cut it out!”
“Pa! One landed!”
“Wait, Ma, no! Come back. Ah shoot! Crow for dinner again.”