Friday, July 12, 2013

Friday Original Poem



Hummingbird sip-
perched amidst the rain
victim of cat's paw



This photo was taken before I realized something was wrong

This week I had the most odd experience of holding a hummingbird. It had come to our feeder but wasn't drinking. It stayed there until it became so weak it passed out. I went to it's aid only to discover that it had been mauled by a cat and had a broken wing. In my poetry therapy session this week we worked with different poetic forms. One that I have claimed to hate for years is haiku. I've found it very difficult. But to honor the fallen hummer, I wrote a one.








12 comments:

  1. How sad, but the poem is beautiful.

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    1. It was sad and also so moving. Thanks, Inger!

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  2. So beautifully written, so touching. I admire haiku for its brevity, but I admire it from a distance. Brevity is not my strength. Brava to you for venturing into uncomfortable waters.

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    1. It was probably one of the hardest poems for me to write. But getting out of my comfort zone is such good growth.

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  3. Poor little thing. That breaks my heart. :(

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    1. It was heart breaking and beautiful, Julie.

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  4. So sad that he met that fate, but wonderful that you were there to ease his transition over. I bet there's a special angel smiling on you these days as a result. Lovely haiku, Gina! You rocked the form!

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    1. Thanks, Nessa! The haiku was written because of your gentle nudging. I feel so honored that I shared his last breaths.

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  5. Aw, the poor thing. Your haiku honors the little hummer, and how fortunate it was to be held gently in your hands as it died.
    Jagoda

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