Four lyric poems, on hope
while mountain climbing, feeding hummingbirds, gardening, and hiking.
This series of rondelets was inspired by
‘s month of April theme, hope, in the Inky Collective journaling community.
Lyric VII - Ever-Increasing Glory
We're climbing high majestic views our catalyst We're climbing high At start, we're full of strength and life, midway, we slow, we take a rest, bread, water, then advance to crest. We're climbing high
I set up a new hummingbird feeder - a HummZinger - during spring break. It took a few days for the birdies to begin visiting. The clip above includes a hummingbird quarrel. If you turn the volume up and listen carefully, you can hear them chirping at each other off camera.
Lyric VIII - (S)he Saw It, and Was Glad
So swift and stealth, you swoop beneath, hover a-buzz. So swift and stealth, you perch, insert your needle mouth. With thread of tongue, you bob and guzzle, drink up nectar, then back to hustle. So swift and stealth.