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hovering in my garden a hummingbird spins, with unique plumage brilliant and dazzling, he makes me stop and watch his floating waltz ... murmuring to himself he spins and twirls, and deep inside flowers he sips and drinks nectar and nectar now, he takes a bath in my garden bird bath, his feathers glittering in the sun, oh, he is blessed with a long bill quite sword like - so he can pollinate ... his iridescent glitter is impressive, and now rotating this tiny nectar gatherer backs up dancing for me, then he whirls away dripping sweetness _________________ July 3, 2021 Poetry/Acrostic/hummingbird Copyright Protected, ID 07-1358-552-03 ll Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France Written for the Standard contest, A Brian Strand July 3 sponsor, Brian Strand First Place

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Date: 7/4/2021 11:51:00 AM
a joy to read Constance I would love to see one for real. Many congrats on your win :-) hugs Jan xx
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Constance La France
Date: 7/4/2021 12:46:00 PM
Jan, thanks for the comment and congrats, oh my gosh you have never seen one in real, they are like whirling jewels ~ love and serenity _Constance
Date: 7/3/2021 9:27:00 AM
Ah, this is such a lovely, delicate piece of writing...much like it should be in honor of the tiny hummingbird. For their size, they are so brave, courageous, and occasionally arrogant. I love the hummingbirds and it is obvious you do, too. Beautiful writing, as usual.
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Date: 7/3/2021 12:16:00 PM
Milton, thank you for the lovely comment and compliment on my poem, you are right I adore Hummingbirds, I was at a bird sanctuary once and a hummingbird landed on my outstretched hand looking at me for a moment and it was magical, I have never forgotten how that felt ~ peace and tranquility _Constance