Oh, Sweet Hummer
A sweet hummingbird gives me great pleasure,
I love their iridescent hovering;
they are a gift from God and a treasure,
how, lovely is their feather covering.
Oh, listen and you can hear their wings beat,
those long bills and longer tongues drinking nectar;
they hover backwards and up-side down- repeat,
hummer is a skilled nectar collector.
There are many kinds of hummers in the world,
vast plumage and sizes- like flying gems;
nothing more stunning that a hummer curled,
at pretty flowers on long swaying stems.
Nothing is more beautiful than a dip
for hummer- then after, a little drip.
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May 9, 2018
Poetry/Sonnet/Oh, Sweet Hummer
Copyright Protected, ID 18-1020-812-01
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Submitted into the contest, Your Best Sonnet in 2018,
sponsor, John Hamilton
Fifth Place
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