Archilochus colubris

mary weathers poetry

the sun had yet to fully rise
and yet there was a hummingbird 
amidst the delicate lavender blossoms
sipping gently as her wings beat madly
I swear she caught my eye 
and I felt I could almost sing 

how could you not praise such a world 
despite its horrors

P.S. If you are just joining you can see past work on this handy website created by Substack where I have my poems divided by genre: Nature, Family, Childhood, and Food. Thanks for reading!