Movement

quick

sharp

zooming in and out

like tiny airplane bombers

in pursuit

my nectar

back off

zoom zoom.

I look up to see where it is they go

and the clouds are moving fast

front coming

storm soon

like a large white hummingbird

tongue extended

to sup on the nectar

of the approaching weather

fast

zipping by

quick movement

here comes the showers

boom and the cloud is gone

so very fast

too quick for the eye

absorbed into the dark of the moment

that devoured all of the sweetness

of a summer eve.

thoughts on storm clouds fast-moving and the daily hummingbird dive bombings that happen so very quick.