It’s Friday and I’m tired. On days like these it’s hard to write, hard to do anything except (a) think about when I may be able to fit in a nap or (b) find a quiet place to watch nature do its thing. When I take the time to be still, I experience some pretty amazing things. Like this….
Hummingbird
A hummingbird sits
One bird of paradise on another
At rest
Before the day’s whirring begins
She watches
Longing to rest and be still as the bird
But the bird is not still
It shifts its gaze…left…right…up…back and forth
Alert for potential threats and opportunities
Wings ready for flight in response to either
One last sip of coffee
One last sip of nectar
As both take flight into the promise of the day
Cathy Standiford writes “activist poetry,” essays on social justice and issues affecting women and girls, and the occasional song. Currently she is working on a historical novel inspired by her grandmother, who was a refugee from the Armenian genocide.
A retired city manager and local government consultant, Cathy is a volunteer mentor for WriteGirl, a non-profit community of women writers that promotes creativity and self-expression to empower teen girls. She is a long-standing member of Soroptimist, an international volunteer organization committed to advancing the economic empowerment of women and girls through access to education.
In addition to writing and volunteering, Cathy enjoys reading, knitting, cooking and walking with her husband, John and Lemon, their dog.
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Beautiful Cathy.
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