Get out of the Way

I took down one of the feeders today. I haven’t seen a hummingbird in a couple weeks. Of course I’m not home all day so maybe they came. I left one hanging just in case. As September ushers out summer and welcomes autumn, hummingbirds start their long journey. They will find sweet nectar along their way. Sometimes when words aren’t available, I have to change my direction and follow my muse. So many flavors to taste.

Seasons need to change
Monotony dulls my taste
Birds wings wave goodbye Monday haibun about how I deal with writer’s block.

About Mary (tqhousecat)

I am a wife and a mother of two grown children. I love Jesus and sharing my faith through written words. I currently have a poetry blog and also write on My main focus is hope in Christ. I only wish that whoever reads this will be blessed, inspired and occasionally amused.
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8 Responses to Get out of the Way

  1. Ron. says:

    Nice work, Mary. I wrapped up a couple of garden hoses & stowed them in the shed this morning. I still got nothin to write about, though. Maybe later…


  2. Ingrid says:

    I think you can’t go too wrong by following your muse, just like those hummingbirds who follow their instincts and fly off to warmer climes 🙂


  3. I’m struck by how you ended the prose part of this haibun, Mary… could you say a bit more about “flavors to taste”? Do you mean flavors of seasons? (that’s the way I understood you.)



  4. I was making the analogy of being in the same environment too long, could be eating the same diet and missing out on the many other flavors available, or seasons. I’m sure there are many flowers where the birds go they cannot find here. Plus, of course, climate is involved. Such are words, I have to look where I haven’t looked before, to whet my appetite. I hope that brings some clarity for you. Thank you for asking. I had to break a few blocks to explain it.🙂


  5. ”Bird’s wings …” The good words eludes us often.


  6. Ain Starlingsson says:

    A lovely read…thd connection between haibun and nature is there, but so is the writer’s angst, in your words, and actions.


  7. I wonder if it’s better to seek new nectar or to hibernate… love the metaphor

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