The Hummer

Category: Nature/Creation

by queen — Posted April 24, 2010

He stands sentinel in the bare branches

Of the ancient oak by the back door.

Landing at intervals displaying

Splashes of cochineal and emerald,

He sips surreptitiously

The syrup provided, then lifts off

As though his third stage kicks

In fueling his flight

To destination unknown.

©April Bolejack

Author's Comments:

Comments by: DEBBIEKG
This is beautiful April. Your word choices are such that one can see the beauty and motion of this little bird even without the picture. They are truly exceptional little birds as is this poem. God Bless, Debbie

Author's Response: I just love the hummers. Thanks for the read. ab

Comments by: museconniehues
IT IS BEAUTIFUL THE WAY YOU MAKE HIM A CELESTIAL PART OF YOUR GARDEN WITH THE BOOSTER ROCKET! FABULOUS...
LOVE CONNIE

Author's Response: So glad to have you read one of my little poems. You are a welcome breath of fresh air to our site. Welcome! April, co-founder

Comments by: Golfshe
I am like you intrigued by the beauty of this magnetic bird who seems frail but is strong and mighty! Your word painting is dramatically beautiful and striking! I love this bird! Sheri

Author's Response: He is a feisty, little whirling dervish. ab

Comments by: Cookie
April this is georgeous. You have such a beautiful and savvy writing gift.
WOW!!!!!!!!!!!! I am blessed to be your friend.
Love Cookie
unparalleled

Comments by: martin
Another perfect poem with a most inspiring infinite experience. You are so great in so many dimensions. martin