The Hummingbird
A tiny flash of emerald bright,
Wings a blur in morning light.
It hovers near the flower’s bloom,
A fleeting joy, dispelling gloom.
Its fragile frame defies the sky,
A marvel quick, too fast for eyes.
Yet in its dance, so small, so free,
It carries whispers of mystery.
Through gardens, it darts with grace,
A gentle spirit, hard to trace.
A sip of nectar, sweet and pure,
Its fleeting stay a gift, for sure.
It speaks no words, yet tells a tale,
Of life’s great beauty, small and frail.
Its song is silence, yet we hear,
A melody of hope sincere.
hummingbird, so beautifully fair,
A fleeting dream beyond compare.
Stay but a moment, linger near,
And fill my heart with quiet cheer.
For in your wings, I see the truth,
The fleeting wonder of our youth.
A symbol bright of life’s delight,
You paint the world in colours light.
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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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Tranquil and pleasant to read!
Hummingbirds are great fun to watch when feeding or just hovering around. Great work on this little bird of flight.
I love Hummingbirds too. You did a beautiful poem about this little special bird.
Absolutely lovely. My parents place in Georgia where my brother now lives has humming birds. There are feeders on the porch rafter and I would sit and watch the humming birds for long periods. Lovely work. 🥰