Patiently Waiting #PoetryFriday

Happy Poetry Friday, everyone! This week’s celebration of all things poetic is over at Jama Rattigan’s always delectable Jama’s Alphabet Soup. She just took a batch of steaming hot blueberry muffins out of the oven. Help yourself!

Ode to Blueberry Muffin

And now for something completely different…

Jama is pining away for her first bluebird sighting. But I, on the other hand, am waiting for my first hummingbird of the season. Have you seen one yet? I captured this particular cutie in the act last July 4th. I’ve heard they have been spotted in the area, so I know they are on the way to my feeder. It’s just a matter of time. And so my tanka.

waiting patiently
waiting patiently
for your first springtime visit
you move swiftly and
silently undiscovered
perhaps you have come and gone

My feeder has been out for one week now, filled with homemade nectar lovingly concocted in my kitchen. Every time I walk past a window or door that affords a view of the front garden where the feeder resides, I sneak a peek hoping, praying to see my darting diminutive friend once again. I know we’ll see one another soon, but the waiting is hard.



I hope you’ll join Jama and the rest of us for some Poetry Friday fun!

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25 thoughts on “Patiently Waiting #PoetryFriday

  1. Terrific muffin poem – yum!
    No hummers here yet, but they’ll show up pretty soon I imagine. (Though I’ve read some even stay year-round in the Carolinas.) Such amazing little poems of birds, aren’t they? Thanks for your poem and for all!

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  2. Oh, the muffin poem about put me over the edge! I’ve been off carbs and sugar since Easter, and I still long for a treat like those muffins! I’m going to splurge on Mother’s Day – I deserve it!

    Love your hummingbird poem so much! They are definitely diminutive darting friends, aren’t they? Hope you spot one very soon!

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  3. I love blueberry muffins, so love the poem, too! I don’t feed the hummingbirds but have in the past & remember well that whirr when I knew they had arrived. Hope you have guests soon!

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  4. The hummingbirds showed up a few days ago here and they’ve been rebuking me, as their feeder is not yet prepared. (Thanks for reminding me to get on that today.) I also get such pleasure from watching them and hearing their humming/buzzing wings. When the sun hits their ruby throats, it’s a stunning sight!

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  5. I hope you receive those buzzing, humming visitors soon! I need to dig out my hummingbird feeder again–and maybe fix it. I’ve gotten lax with it since the hummingbirds have enjoyed the pollinator garden–once it blooms.

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  6. Love your hummingbird tanka and the picture too, hope it stops by soon! I think our temps are still to chilly for them here, they’re bouncing up and down-Chicago weathers good at that. Good luck with your sightings!

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  7. Great shot from last Independence Day! I hope your wee friend shows up soon (true confession: I find them a little scary when they’re close to me! There’s something fierce about them. Maybe it’s because I’ve been chomped by birds before, although not hummingbirds.)

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  8. Nice tanka, Christie. Love the anticipation, the wistfulness in your first line coupled with the hint of uncertainty in the last one. Here’s to your first sighting this spring!

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  9. I do love a virtual blueberry muffin. Thank you for the treat! I’m glad you have the feeder filled with nectar….but isn’t it early? I always think of hot-hot summer with hummingbirds. So, now I’m on the wait with you because I want to know how soon they show up in your neck of the woods. I do like the mystery your poem leaves us with.

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  10. I saw a hummingbird this morning – but we have them all year round. I hope you see one soon! Ruth,

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  11. Our hummingbirds come in April. I put up the feeder and would see one female regularly. Then one afternoon I saw another creature enjoying the sweet juice, a raccoon. He looked right at me. I told him to go away. But he kept coming back and draining my feeder. So sadly, I’ve stopped filling it. Maybe my hummingbird is headed your way.

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  12. “Darting diminutive friends” — love this! It needs its own poem! We rely on our perennials to draw the hummers later in the summer, so I’ve got lots more waiting to do!

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  13. Darting diminutive friend and blueberry muffins-what a great combo for this weekend, Christie. I hope your little friend is sighted soon so you can add a follow-up image poem to my spring gallery. As for blueberry muffins, enjoy the taste as it swivels down to create an outstanding flavor in your tummy. I enjoyed both of your poems, Christie. Have a great weekend.

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