Barb Whitmarsh
Bayou City 2 Branch, Texas
Someone told me that it was easy
To write a bad poem but
I believe in the magnitude of words
Felt in the heart long
Before they are inscribed on paper
There are no unamazing flowers
Many under-embellished lakes and streams
A cloudless sky is as awe-inspiring
As any cluttered with cumuli
Sunrise and sunset are unfathomable
Beyond our appreciation for color
The sinister spider is by far
The most compelling weaver
The hawk soars effortlessly until the swoop
Snow is not fluffy nor is it white
Stars show in the present the dying of past light
And in green hills dense, their rocks moss-coated
Nest minuscule hummingbirds — ruby-throated
Appreciation. Awareness. Natural splendor. So much to see when we really SEE in capital letters. I love that you are able to watch your hummingbirds. I have rarely seen them, but so enjoy photos of them. And photos of birds not from my area, displaying incredible color, diversity, jaw-dropping splendor. Your poem reminds me to remember that I should appreciate harder. Thank you.
THANKS FOR KIND WORDS ABOUT RUBY THROATED.
MY NEIGHBOR DOWN THE ROAD HAS A HUGE HUMMING BIRD ATTRACTION SITE.
WE SIT AND WATCH THE LITTLE BEAUTIES AND NATURE ENTHRALLS US.
GOD IS GOOD.
SO. Lovely your multifaceted notes… each a novel
Possibility.
This is truly beautiful! There are so many lines that will stay with me, both in imagery and meaning. wonderful and so glad to read it!!
Totally awesome!!!!! I love it.
I think this is exceptionally nice. Thank you for sharing.
a wonderful poem Barbara…