Hummingbird Mishap

She had never seen such a tiny bird thus her first introduction to it was one of total surprise. A sunny day as always and she played outside as all that lived there from the roses, bushes and trees were enough to make her happy. If it were up to her she would spend all of her time there for even some insects caused the curiosity in her to grow except, of course, that of spiders. She learned to stay clear of them for she grew up learning that some were not welcome, such as the Black Widow, so therefore she felt it best to leave them be.

It would have been a day like any other, she playing and exploring but it was about to change and cause her wonder she had not known there was. Her father was busy doing what fathers did in a garage and she paid him no mind, really. He, at one point, set the sprinkler to watering the grass and she watched as he did so.

She would remember it always. One minute things were as they always had been of a sun warmed day and the next the fastest creature with wings lay upside down on the concrete patio. She marveled at it and asked what it was. Her father turned and looked down with a smile, walked over and gave the little bird a nudge with his finger. It suddenly flipped itself over and was off faster than a blink of an eye.

Heart beating excitement
a wonder of flight
seeking flower nectar

“It’s a Hummingbird”, he said. “You don’t often see them because they are so fast.” I stood speechless and marveled it had been so close.

© August 2017 Renee Espriu

The art piece below is one I finished to go with this story. I used acrylics, watercolor and something to increase the life of the acrylics so they wouldn’t dry quite as fast while I worked. It is done on canvas. Lately I am feeling rather like a chemist with my paints but enjoying the process.

Marvel of Flight

 

 

***THE RHYTHM OF HEARTS***

The Hummingbird trolls
looking for the sweet taste
of nectar

the vibration
of its’ beating wings
keeping rhythm with
its’ beating heart

a group of Piping Plovers
walk quickly in unison
across the sand’s surface

their nervous movement
hurried and rapid as
a flash of light
a wave crashing
on the shore

creatures reminding me
of my own beating heart
that nearly betrayed

given a chance to beat again
keeping time with each step
so I can once again see
a Hummingbird and the Plover

© July 2016
Renee Espriu

Image Taken From Morgue File Digitized by Myself

Beating Hearts

Winged Beauty

Beauty Hummingbird

Altered Google Image

changing seasons rooted in
social whirrings of
technology unfolding

bringing back the tiny
speeding winged beauty of
hummingbirds searching

keeping warm within foliage
remaining to appear briefly
for nector sustaining

© December 2012
Renee Espriu