There you are every morning at my perch
Drinking from my fermented fountain
Addicted to the sour nectar
All of your iridescence shimmering in the sunlight
Pausing now and then to look at me
As I make my morning coffee
Movement in the shadows
Not sure what to make of me
The sunlight blinding your view
Making it difficult to see the details
Yet you come back every day
Finding nourishment and strength
In the liquid of life that sustains you
Hoping to get your fill
Before another drives you away
Claiming it to be theirs alone
Sort of like my view of God…
Moving in the shadows of my life
Providing sustaining strength and hope
Not exactly sure what I am seeing
Everyone thinking they alone have it right
Blinded by the light of Grace
Photos: Dwight L. Roth
Roth Poetry 
A wonderful poem, Dwight! I love the ending lines. We had two feeders and there was one hummingbird bird that was a bully and never let any of the others feed. If they went to the other feeder he’d follow and chase them. I don’t know how the guy wasn’t exhausted.
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They do seem to be very territorial! Thank you for you comment Elle! I am glad you liked it!
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You’re welcome. 🙂
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This is incredible!!!
A nickname of mine is spastic hummingbird. I’ve always loved these special little creatures!
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What a cool nickname!
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BAHAHAHA 😂 Thank you!!! I’ve always liked it. My Grandma she loved 🥰 them that’s what she’d call me!
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:>)
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I really like the shift into metaphor. My husband saw our first hummingbird of the season. They seem to wait until the Rose of Sharon bush is blooming.
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Thanks Liz! I like to do the shifts as you know well! They are so fun to watch!
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You’re welcome, Dwight! 🙂
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Rose of sharon are great bushes for hummigbirds!
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Yes, they are. We enjoy watching out the living room window as the hummingbirds come to feed.
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Beautiful poem and the photos.
Thank you.
Joanna
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Thank you so much Joanna!
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I’m glad you have regular visitors of the hummingbirds. They are lovely. I have a family of three here. The baby that was born in my garden stays all the time. The mama and the brother come during the day to play with him. Lovely poem and photos, Dwight.
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Amazing that you see new little hummingbirds. I love watching them as well. I have one that comes a flies up to my window and looks in from time to time.
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I have fun watching mine. My garden keepi me occupied.
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That is great!
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Beautiful poem for an adventurous little hummingbird …
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Thank you Ivor!
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A fine analogy. “Everyone thinking they alone have it right” is so telling
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Yes it is… seems it has always been that way… Thanks for your comment Derrick!
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Lovely poem, Dwight! We have two feeders and the hummingbirds go from one to the other. The bigger hummingbird is always chasing the smaller ones off the feeder.
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Thank you very much! Yes, they seem to be very territorial!
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Most welcome!
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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such a sweet poem.. ours should meet someday💖
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Thank you Cindy! They are so beautiful.
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You’re welcome.. They sooooo are!💖💖
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wow, such an interesting piece
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Powerful, beautiful truth. Gorgeous photos, too. Hummingbirds encourage us in so many ways…and bring joy to every day! 🙂
(((HUGS))) 🙂
PS…Thanks for feeding them! 🙂
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Thank you for your comment! They are wonderful to watch and seem to know what is going on in the house as they buzz around my window!
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Isnt that amazing? Nature is so cool! I’m glad the humming birds like drinking from your bird feeders!
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I guess they get used to seeing me inside the window and know I am not a threat to them. They are so beatuiful.
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