Chirps and squeaks and red-yellow hum
The royalty draws down the red.
Color of passion and UV vibration
Dripping, Kool-Aid, plastic temptation
Impossible feathers that take rich repose
Of a full three seconds, sparingly dosed –
Ah, wings at the window. I suppose
The hummingbird feeder is empty.
I tried to take a picture, but you can infer how that went. There are, in fact, two hummingbirds that have claimed the feeder, and the nectar disappears unnervingly fast. And in case you can’t tell – I love watching the tiny terrors. No matter how many times they show up it’s a major excitement every time.