No Perfection

Today is a day like any other day in my postage stamp yard blinding with white sun
Iridescent hummingbirds, royal purple petunias, green aphids and rusted rose leaves
Exist side by side
Floaty butterfly's are in decline while the ants quickly take over carrying their precious
Jade like aphids from leaf to leaf spreading disease while they make sweet milk for the colony

My life is expecting perfection; No fuck ups allowed

I could have been a flower or bird or aphid or ant
but stuck in human form
watching—weighing—wishing
There is no perfection,
Only the acceptance of its non existence

Dino Hummer

little bird

spin high

---  let me see

what

---  you really look like

encased in feathers

who

---  would know

a dinosaur lurks

in your heart

Allen

I almost flinch opening

a page on the computer

he stares back at me

fierce eye challenging

male to male

I’m in his territory

an Allen’s Hummingbird

descendent of dinosaurs

I step back, heart banging

and go onto my next email

The Hummingbirds Message

The iridescent green Hummingbird

has a beak stained yellow

from pollen — swooping down

from under the influential Jasmine

face to face

he gallantly informs

we humans:

Summertime is here

Hummingbird has no song

to sing — instead he

impatiently clicks his

message into our ears,

colonizing our thoughts

"it is our choice to act or not"