Long Hummers Poems

It interests me to peer past the drafting
and rewriting shoulder
of Thomas Jefferson,
unhappy slave-owner,
and John Adams,
with domestic slave-owner nuisance issues,
and other principle writing minds 
of original democratic declaration and constitution shaping times,
as they listened to their...

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Perhaps infertile
incomplete
unwashed memories
of elder v younger,
Goliath v David,
crusades v communion
critical, yet part of chronic, events
speak extended family disengagement truth
to powerful dirty laundry engagement failures.

That disclaimer said,
I have two incomplete conversations
in mind and heart
and what I...

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Bright Star

There are two kinds of people in this world, there are Hummers and there are Nails. You decide which one you choose to be.
Mallow, soft, smooth and sweet. A type of heart that speaks...

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Garden Oasis

Amongst the bees and the hummingbirds, I find my peace in my garden oasis.
My thoughts become sorted, by the peaceful purpose of eliminating weeds
The enemies of my soul.
We all have our place in the...

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Grace Harbour
First into Grace Harbour
Me in classic sailboat
At anchor alone
In Desolation Sound
Where silence reveals the place
And the world is bigger
Because I can hear its’ vastness
It’s Bioacoustic diversity
Seals surface, gulls dive, water ripples.
A breeze in a...

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hummingbirds are God's gift to us . . . 
          with their unique "flight" -   their agile hovering and darting
   some with...

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I’m already ahead and stirring before that fiery Sunrise appears every single morning.
I'm quickly catching up to my own waiting for the breaking of this phenomenal day.
My coffee will be in my hand right when...

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Semifinals won by each
The day of the finals is said
Boasting begins by the two groups 
Or supporters Two weeks to the march
Hummers for mansions
Cadillacs for damsels
One billion for one billion
Any price for any price
The day...

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It is the day of Transmogrification! The Hummingbirds were cheering.
I had no idea what it meant, but their enthusiasm was endearing.
I begged them to stay and tell me what was going on. Two hovered.
I saw...

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I see him Flutter over a rose, then darting to take another
Dinner is his first delight,  not much tolorace for his brother  
I see him watching from a distant bush, he stares in...

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Voices and screams wailing from the face of the world,
There is nothing but the days of Sodom and Gomorah
Soils of syria turns to ashes 
The world is now a melting pot,
Jets and planes rocketing the...

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Unwise friend, you ask me questions
that even I cannot answer...
is any rose, without torns, ever
going to survive a harsh winter?
And is a flower withered by its own vitality,
or is a healthy and strong body
ever seeking...

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"See! The winter is past; the rains are over and gone. 
Flowers appear on the earth; the season of singing
has come, the cooing of doves is heard in our land." 
   ...

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"See! The winter is past; the rains are over and gone. 
Flowers appear on the earth; the season of singing
has come, the cooing of doves is heard in our land." 
   ...

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salty blues
and Saturday’s news
begs the difference between
the candlelit alters
and the sunlit corners

where the timid mingle
with insane masses
of different classes
and intellectual
solace
is revealed in song

the rhythm of 
empty bucket drummers
sets the pace of the 
blind blues hummers
and...

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Her single bouquet
of white roses
slowly expire,
in a cheap crystal vase,
atop a dust-laden
bookshelf.
Petals crying
a lover’s lament
are overheard by
out-patients of Eros
and other
nameless receivers.

She scrapes
her flushed face
against the claws
of a stuccoed wall.
Hidden cutlery
shares space
with buried photographs.
Scores of broken...

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In times like this it’s pertinent to stroke the longest cord
for hummer is impertinent and seldom brings discord.
Each slippery politician who runs yelling, “Come on Board!”
is asking for some hummer from constituents lapboards.

He wants them...

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As the dew lies upon the grass
Like silver on the ring
And the fog coats the green pines
After last night's blowing rain

A sun rises below the gray
Bright shining hides the stars
Each plant awaits sun's strong rays
Reaching...

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Old Brass City
with massive gothic chuches,
abandoned rail-roads
and run-down factories...
we still glimpse into that bygone glory
which made your name so famous!

O Waterbury, no Christmas 
can be compared to yours,
when Main Street glitters under the fluffy snow
and...

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Theorist talk about perspective and dimension
But to me it all lays behind what you dont mention
The mystery behind the bad and good intention.
In pursuit of unknown some journeyed to the cemetry
But after i say what...

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Jewel-colored butterflies flutter in scarlet sage
Hovering hummingbirds on a red tubular stage

Highways they navigate apparently their own
Invisible to humans as they stay in their zone

These lovely creatures are by nature vivacious 
At times if necessary...

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My owner has a beautiful garden out back in my yard
I can’t wait to run out there to play and stand guard
My whiskers tickle with fresh air and morning dew
I watch songbirds fly around me...

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A sweet hummingbird gives me great pleasure,
I love their iridescent hovering;
they are a gift from God and a treasure,
how, lovely is their feather covering.

Oh, listen and you can hear their wings beat,
those long bills and...

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Smug, callous you  stand beneath the smoldering rays of stifling sun, 
to denounce your connection to those more vulnerable than you.   
Have you forgotten the times when desecrated hummers stood smoldering 
against...

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