Little Birds

A Dribble

Bright eyes accentuated by black hoods, two square off. Little, never tiny, they walk a long lineage back through time. Wings extend for battle not flight, both are fierce. One will win the life-giving treasure, that Junco now shelters a seed in the clamp of its beak.

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

Hummingbird in Flight

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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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.”