Birds

Birds think they are above us, which they are at times.  They look down at funny stick figures laden with gravity and unable to rise up, to free themselves from weighted chains, forced within sloth-like motions to exist in only two dimensions.  Birds know only unfettered freedom, superior, laughing with conceit and pride at their ability to stay out of reach but for those rumored tubes of fire spoken about in nests.  If you can see shiny slivers of light, stay away, fly high and fast and anywhere, just away, as far as the wind can carry your wings, to live, to tell, to find power and safety among the flock.

© Poem Fix http://www.poemfix.com 2013 

Guardian Hummingbird

Guardian hummingbird
Perches nearby
Watching his
Five private feeders,
Swaying, clicking, chirping in warning
To those encroaching on his
Glass harem of sugar water.
He claims them by being present.
Showing up counts for something,
Possessing them,
Flitting from one branch to another,
Telling others of his species where the boundary of his world begins.
When a small thirsty relative intrudes
The guardian hummingbird charges,
Dive bombs,
Jousting with his needle-tipped beak,
Giving chase and drawn away
So another selfish bird can trespass and try to
Take his place.

© Poem Fix http://www.poemfix.com 2012
Photo by Poem Fix