Best Hummingbird Poems

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An ode to the courageous hummingbird
The tiniest bird, but bravest of all
He flits about without saying a word,
When most unexpected he comes to call
Fluttering gossamer wings rapidly,
He graces the feeder in an instant
While hovering in usual fashion,
His colorful feathers preened nattily
The ruby at his throat...

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Still, I wait.
Alone, In silence.
Listening for your whispering wings,
hoping I will hear them sing.

At last you motor past,
and briefly pause-
checking to see that you are safe,
rapidly fanning the ambience,
filling the surround with vortices
that suspend you statuesque,
without a fainéant feather.
I know you see me,
those dark eyes...

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A silky-spun weave captures my attention
with its soft circular radiance
reflecting rainbows;
its fixed yet floating form 
plays in sways of dappled sun,
appearing, then disappearing
as it is caught and released 
by lighthearted fingers of light..
filigree beauty of the vacant web
captures my smile.

Amidst the ample weave 
and supple...

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Roaming among a sea of stars,
like a feather adrift in the breeze,
I wandered into kismet's bazaar.
From all the exotic scents and colours,
I became hypnotised by your guise.
Gazing into your reverie eyes,
you blushed like a lilac sunset.
Our souls reflected like bismuth crystals,
as hues shimmered upon forgotten...

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Hummingbird, hummingbird
what's your hurry?
Darting quickly through the air

I can scarcely
see you coming
In an instant you are there

Of God's creatures
on the wing
in the day or dark of night

None so perfectly
maneuver
You are matchless in your flight

Through time and space
as if by magic
how abruptly you arrive

I try to...

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The attention span of a hummingbird
She plays the part of the buffoon
With stale trite corny jokes
And mindless ramblings of a simpleton
She plays the lunatic
Filling my head with rubbish
Not a spark or inkling
That silence is meant to be 
Appreciated and treasured
She spews out her platitudes
One after...

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Heddy, the eight-year-old hummingbird queen.
Often hiding out, rarely fully seen
Loves her hummingbirds more than the human race.
Her messy golden amber curls, rarely in place.

Her hazel eyes, giant orbs, that see more than they should.
She protects her hummingbirds as only a good mother would.
She is their...

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the flutter of little wings
pulsating in a windless dusk
as i watch the setting sun
glissade across the florid sky
its cerise glow reflecting prismatic
burst of colors on this little bird
as it sips the last of nectar
before darkness arises

my thoughts drifting
into night's allure
as the full moon rises
above tangerine...

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Tiny
Trochilidae
Beauty.

Long beak,
Sucking nectar 
You seek.

Rare sight,
Humming softly
Delight.


Written by Brenda Meier-Hans 
11.27.2014
Contest: Whispers of a Muse
2nd...

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I Am a Humming Bird

So small I am, a wonder of the skies,
With wings of breathless speed, I gently land
Upon bright blossoms where I find the prize
That offers me my sustenance as planned.

Oh, sweetest nectar, joys of life I find,
Among the fields in bushes, plants,...

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"The Hummingbird Cake"




The day started bright -

Bright Eggshell Blue
and ended in percussion
dark and cloudy stormed in
thunder pummelled drums
against a backdrop of 
bruised eggshell dijon yellow
sweating heavy sage green
spitting spoilt the swollen pride of purple,
a wet abrasion against 
Electric Blue 
crackling along her lips
like Lightening

Sizzled on...

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Oh, to be a hummingbird,
hovering near your flower
to float above your petals
for hour, upon hour

To taste your wondrous nectar
as I feel the morning dew,
to drink in all the mysteries,
the mysteries of you...

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Not too long ago, and being so small,
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I went to my dreamy dream to find my poetic muse,
and he appeared in the form of a glittering hummingbird;
with brilliant iridescent metallic green plumage and,
he sang me a love song warbling with sugar nectar dripping;
and he beat his tiny wings and hovering...

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hummingbirds air float
helicopters learned hover
wee wings rose man's perch




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