The Hummingbird
I have always loved these little birds. So beautiful.
The Hummingbird
A flash of red, a streak of green,
A dance of wonder, barely seen.
With every beat of tiny wings,
A melody of freedom sings.
Among the blooms, it moves with grace,
A gentle spark, a whispered trace.
The dawn alights on feathers bright,
A jewel that glimmers in soft light.
Its heart, a drum, so fierce, so small,
Yet carries life, the weight of all.
Through endless skies, it dares to soar,
A spirit bound by chains no more.
Oh, hummingbird, so swift, so free,
A timeless muse of poetry.
You show us how, through graceful flight,
To relax in moments of pure delight.
About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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Comments (2)
Beautiful. I love hummingbirds. I used to watch them for hours on my parents porch where they had feeders hung.
I love these birds too! Beautifully written.