Hummingbird
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
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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
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2021
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