A Hummingbird...

and so to level up
at a certain compromisable comfort
i settled for less, do not be dismayed.
between the strictness of the mind
and the unreasonableness of the heart
halfway, there is this couch
made of softest bird
feathers, pastel blue, lighter green,
shallow orange, dimmer yellow,
between their hushes and my
whispers,
i hum.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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