| Lizard | Hummingbird | Snake |
| Hummingbird Poem | Notes * |
Her thrumming wings blurred
in a hundred-wing whir,
a hummingbird sings
at a rung barely heard
by more humanly beings.
But another bird stirs
at its summoning chirps
while tonguing bright syrups
from honey-bud whorls
with unsummable slurps.
His throbbing wings girt
in a shimmering skirt,
the hovering bird spins
in a plummeting hurl
on its homeward swing.
Then together they twirl
in a helical whirl,
till tumbling they swerve
in a sundering curve.
An ephemeral world.