Hovering

A helicopter hovered
In the east side New York sky.
It looked just like the hummingbirds
I spot in mid-July.

Its headlight darted left and right,
Like it was on a quest.
I wondered if the search was real,
Or was it just a test?

No boats were in the river
Over which the copter hovered;
That made me think that there was nothing
There to be discovered.

Some minutes passed and then it slowly
Chop-chop-chopped away.
Another New York mystery
To supplement my day.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Brown Avatar
December 21, 2011 at 6:55 AM
I enjoyed reading your poetry this morning Ilene. Wishing you a New Year filled with inspiration and the best to you in your writing endeavors whatever they may be. Love, Carol
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December 20, 2011 at 5:53 PM
Perhaps it was one of those helicopters from one of your local television stations. You have written this piece quite well with your chosen words and rhyming.
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