Saturday, September 4, 2010

Poem: Suspended Motion

© Philip Bourland - 2010
Suspended Motion
With the right camera,
The right film speed,
And the right eye,
Something small,
Something spectacular, 
might be captured.

Time stands still
For the briefest of moments,
While the camera
Opens its aperture
Just long enough to bring in the light,
Bring in the vision,
Of a hummingbird in flight.

The rarest of gifts:
with their uncanny speed,
Their luminosity,
Their delicacy.
Their compact strength.

They will be leaving soon,
These one ounce wonders,
But they will return next spring,
Bringing their magic
Back to the garden,
Where we can watch
But never truly catch
The exquisite,
Expansive arc
Of their elusive, high-speed lives.


  1. Just LOVE that picture. Like the poem, too. :-)

  2. Thank you, Libby. It's so nice to see a comment from you. Have a good night and good day tomorrow. Thinking of you.

  3. Spectacular photo and poetry combination! Perfect Labor Day blog marking the departure of the treasured summer visitors. Thank you! xoxo Judy

  4. You are welcome, Judy. Yes, I will miss our little visitors when they depart, but I guess that is why we treasure them so much upon their return. I saw one this morning, so they haven't taken off yet! Love, Rita

  5. Gorgeous shot! Love the poem too - made me happy :)

  6. I'm so glad Marti. Thank you for your kind words. Spreading a little happiness each day is one of my main goals these day. Love, Rita