POEMS FROM COURAGE

 

 

 

HUMMINGBIRDS

 

Larry A. Walker

 

 

I saw the hummingbirds in Esprito Santo

Suspended in air.

 

It was I thought, I felt

My love, trapped in swirling desert heat

Gasping for air

Going nowhere.

 

I yearn for her from a shanty

Down a deserted street in a dead zone.

My shriveled soul falls like petals on cooked sand,

Suffocating and alone

In a prison without windows.

 

Oh! To smell her breath!

To yield to the draw of her dancing eyes.

Would that I could drink at her font,

Our hearts melded in mystic carnival.

 

I sighed.

 

I wept.

 

Have you left, my love?

Is it too late? I felt so

 

When I saw the hummingbirds in Esprito Santo

Suspended in air.