513. All things on earth point home in old October… ~Thomas Wolfe

…the year’s grown old,
mornings are dark,
and evenings come apace.
~Hilaire Belloc

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Hummingbird, hummingbird
be gone.  Fly, fly, fly away soon.
September’s harvest moon
rose early on, but glory days remain
belying summer’s lingering, warm chant.


Temps too cold for you are on the march
as shorter grow October’s days
lessening sunlight hours
and the food 
a garden can provide.
Likewise, dark clouds bearing
high winds, 
rain, and hail
are on the move
 from northern climes.

Prithee take to wing tiny creature;
do not delay, for you have far to go and
deepening autumn will anon turn to winter and
beneath the soil its pretty flowers send.
~Natalie Scarberry

Even the stork in the sky knows her appointed seasons, and the dove, the swift and the thrush observe the time of their migration. ~Jeremiah 8:7a    ✝

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30 thoughts on “513. All things on earth point home in old October… ~Thomas Wolfe

  1. Gorgeous!!! What a lovely poem! The funny thing. . . the other weekend when we had that cool spell ( and trust me, it was just a spell as we’ve been living just below 90 ever since), I was sitting on the back deck that Saturday morning and I noticed all was quiet —no darting bullets zooming to and from the feeders or buzzing Percy, our cat who hangs his head between the rails of the deck to “get a closer view” of his tiny friends. I thought it was time to close the chapter on my tiny spring and summer guests. Well, a couple of days later I was going out to take down the feeders, in order to give them a good cleaning before putting them away until the hummingbirds return in the spring, when low and behold the dashing and darting in the sky had resumed full force. So much so that I refilled their feeders yesterday!!
    Looks like vacation in the Yucatan is on hold 🙂
    Here’s to our little bullet friends!!!!
    lots of love your way—Julie

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    • Thanks, but I’m not much of a poet. I worked on that stupid thing all morning and finally just posted it. The same thing happened here. I thought the hummers had finished coming to the feeders and then I looked up one day this week and there was one coming to eat. I am going to take it down though for fear they’ll hang around too long. Hugs, N 🙂 ❤

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  2. I love that beautiful poem you wrote natalie! 🙂 It is so sweet and lovely! 🙂 It made me think of fairies flying away from crowded polluting cities and into the serenity of the woodlands and deep forests 🙂 ❤

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    • It’s a teensy, weensy tiny side of me possibly never to be seen again! I decided to give poetry a try and this was not great poetry, but I had worked on the darned thing half the day and decided to post it anyway. Thank you for your kind words about it. I hope your days have been going well. I’m just now getting around to answering comments and reading new posts from my fellow bloggers. So you’ll hear from me soon about your post today. Love and hugs, N 🙂 ❤

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  3. Oh my dear and sweet Natalie ! What a brilliant hummingbird portrait it is !!! Love its bright plumage with the vibrant exotic colours and your sweet poem that accompanies it ! The ~Jeremiah 8:7a ✝ you included shows how our God created everything with great wisdom and loving care … Have a brilliant weekend, love ~♥~♥~♥~ and hugs, Doda 🙂

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  4. Beautiful and touching poem, Natalie. This week I found myself concerned for a hummingbird who was eying up some red leaves in our garden that had nothing to offer it in return for its attention. I hope it found our fuchsia. I love your writing.

    Blessings & hugs ~ Wendy ❀

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    • Thank you so much, Wendy. I’m glad you enjoyed it. I haven’t seen ours in several days now and do hope they have moved on south. We’ve had two cold fronts now that only lowered our temps temporarily but soon they will stay too low for them to be here. They are always one of my favorite delights of summer and hate to see them have to go, but such is life. Hugs, N 🙂 ❤

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  5. Natalie, what a sweet poem you wrote. Rich actually. And what a great picture of the humming bird. I didn’t know that humming birds had such beautiful, colorful feathers.
    Truly lovely, my friend.
    🙂 ❤

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