The Voyeur

I hear the long trill
like a baby’s high-pitched raspberry
my eyes dart to window
and there he is
moving from side to side
up and down
slaking his thirst
his never-ending hunger
now resting
drinking deeply in
the cool morning air
I sit riveted
watching it all
he flies away
in a flash
of iridescent green
and the feeder needs filling.

About Sharon

Like anyone who lives long enough, I have experienced great loss and survived. I am convinced that my survival depends on my own participation in creating the reality I am living in, and I am determined to be a thoughtful and active participant/creator. These writings are my way of documenting that creation. As the song goes, "I will survive!" I chose the title Staying Vertical because I find that surviving isn't just staying on my feet physically. Keeping my thoughts and emotions on the vertical plane keeps me alive and moving forward. Thanks for joining me!
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