Hummingbird Summer
Morning glories light the morning
Hummingbirds bloom in every blossom’s breath
Flickering of gold dust shook from tiny heads;
Fairy magicians
Glistening the morning light,
A sleight of hazy wings,
A sudden quickening of the heart's delight.
That summer so much too beautiful to bear;
Flying, dancing, humming, being,
Quickening in the cathedral light;
And soaring on some liquor divine,
Divinely mad!
A fool with wings!
The anointed messenger of the gods of play;
For now is the time
Stopped and still in the golden air
I see myself shining everywhere.
Published--Sketchbook - 2010
Copyright © Thomas Martin | Year Posted 2015
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