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Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Lunch with the Hummingbirds

I open my yogart
taste a spoonful.
Then whizz, chase
the hummingbirds fly.
take a sip,
rest on a branch,
chirr-rip, chirr-rip.
fluffs feathers,
to cool his skin.
Stares at me
with a tiny eye.
Emerald head,
ruby throat,
saphire wings,
these tiny gems
of hummingbirds fly by
making my lunchtime

     The fun part of taking art classes at the Sonora Desert Museum is that I get to spend my lunch hour looking at animals.  On Monday I ate my lunch in the hummingbird enclosure and had a very enriching time. 
Can you write a poem about your favorite animal?


  1. Joy,
    I liked your description of a hummingbird as a gem and I learned why they fluff their feathers. Great points from a poem about lunch with a special visitor.
    Linda A.

  2. Aren't humming birds special? I always feel closer to my mom when I see one. She collected hummingbird figurines and painted hummingbirds on china plates.
    Thanks for leaving a comment.