A hummingbird feather’s delicate
No longer than a pinky nail’s wide
I know if I ever did find one
I’d think I was in heaven and died
© 2012 Michael Yost 3/15
http://poetryblogroll.blogspot.com/2012/03/think-tank-thursday-88-feather.html
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Oh, that would be so tiny! The hummingbirds haven’t returned yet. When they do, I’ll keep my eye out for a feather.
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I Googled hummingbird feather before I wrote this and they do show some. I had to make sure.. they’re so iridescent. smile
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Google is so helpful in these poetry pursuits, I find.
I like your piece very much – especially that last line! My dad used always to say that about a cat that had some cream, “He thinks he’s died and gone to heaven!”
Kat, of Poetikat’s Invisible Keepsakes (Acadianeire in WordPress)
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Thanks for the visit and the comments. They are always welcome as are you. I did enjoy reading some of the pieces on your blog and found them to be entertaining as well as informative.
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Clever and so visual! I love it~ I love taking photos of them…I so can see the beauty in your words 😀
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Thanks Ella. They are one of my favorite birds. My shutter speed only leaves a blur if I’m lucky enough to have my camera.
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They are magical to find, just like the birds to bear them. Wonderful poem.
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Thanks Shanyns.
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a hummingbird feather? 🙂 I love feathers Since I was little I used to collect them (smile)
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I have a friend who makes dream catchers and he buys bags of feathers. I never thought to ask him about getting hummingbird feathers for the real small ones he makes.
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A friend of mine was kayaking and stopped at a small island on Kennedy Lake….on that island, as she was walking through the trees, she happened upon a teensy hummingbird’s nest with eggs init! Can you imagine? We get so many hummingbirds here all spring and summer that I usually wind up with one or two wandering inside, where they flutter at the window till I come to rescue them. I cup them gently in my hands to take them outside and it is truly like holding air. So tiny. Feels lovely when I let them go.
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I can’t imagine having that many hummingbirds around. We’ve always kept the red sugar feeders up and attracted maybe two or three a summer. I would love to see a nest someday.
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Yes they must be quite hard to find, I’ve only seen the actual bird two or three times in my whole life, nice take on the prompt.
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I did see them for sale on Google a couple of days ago. I just didn’t link up and read it.
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booguloo,
A beautiful image from your words, especially as I see see several hummingbirds, two weeks ago while sitting in the sunshine on holiday in San Francisco.
Delicate as a butterflies wings…..
Eileen
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I hope you like the email I just sent.
Michael
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