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A Hummingbird

by Nancy Ames

He was leaving me
for a seventeen-year-old
girl with big tits.
He was walking away
from the house
we had built together
in the mountains.
He did not look back.

It was a sunny day,
very hot, and the air
was crystal clear.
The scenery must
have been glorious
and I was standing there
in the doorway
with a darkened mind
and sinking heart
when a hummingbird
stopped still in the air
in front of my face
and looked me in the eye
for a very long second.
It was a lively jewel,
a vivid cosmic vibration.

Now, whenever I see
a hummingbird
or even a picture of
a hummingbird,
I remember that
the hummingbird
seemed to say,
"Oh, yeah? So what?
You look sweet."

05/16/2014

Author's Note: Just a remembrance about a timely and uplifting gift from nature.

Posted on 05/16/2014
Copyright © 2019 Nancy Ames

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 05/17/14 at 09:16 PM

As a life time bird watcher, especially hummingbirds, I really enjoyed this piece of writing, Nancy. Excellent (vivid) story telling also.

Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 05/19/14 at 09:42 PM

Poignant but certainly softened by the sight of the hummingbird. I too find them fascinating.

Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 10/26/14 at 12:50 PM

a poem with which I can soulfully relate and hurray for the hummingbird for veering the day a fraction of an inch away from what could have been an utterly disastrous trip.

Posted by June Labyzon on 11/06/14 at 01:14 AM

I can also relate to this. I have a connection with hummingbirds. Whenever I see one I know my dear friend Susan is appearing to give me a message. This is a lovely poem, with lots of humor and a bit of a twist.

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