N o t an apology for bullies, hope you know!! Just that sometimes. . .hard not to feel small and weak, especially in today's world? ILY, P
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A rufous hummingbird warp-speeds from a book that assures it is a bully at under a tenth of an ounce. Not just a bully. The bully of all. Makes me eye the red-necks that party at the feeder I fill and refill. Proof in the thudding? Small can mean might? Even to win? Know this. Do not step out on the deck if it will put you in the path of a speck between near invisible wings. Not seeing is to believe. Cracking the door like putting your ear to the business end of a jet preparing to take off. Indianapolis can only dream. Reverse effect of sugared tank? Red coloring? How can they race their engines faster than sight without pfffting apart? Whole body an inch, inch and a half. Nectar said to trigger the identical lightning. Shiver-shout thunder. Wings rotor needle beaks straight for the main chance, kaCHING. Sweet to the sweet, forget. These birds will take out an eye. Almost worth it for the power. Feel less small.
I have watched these birds during the mating/nesting season here; they've even scared me at times by the way they come right at you and make a loud noise. Nicely done, Pea. Thank you. Love and peace,
Dynamite comes in small packages, and this one explodes joyfully off the page! I love hummers, and I love this tribute to their resiliency (spelling?). BRAVA!
Expect the first glimpse of one of these tiny creatures to be as glamourous as their names, ruby-topaz, violet-capped woodnymph (the one I am!)white-tailed goldenthroat, blossomcrown, amethyst-throated sunangel, glowing puffleg, bronze-tailed comet, purple-crowned fairy, horned sungem, amethyst woodstar---these are the few names I found in Elysian groves of the poet's vision. Hummingbirds owe their beauty to their graceful streamlined form and shining metallic colors. Thank you, my fluorescent, metallic friend Pea. Your gliterati plumage is essentially utilitarian, very useful to us here on the den. You are the name-bearer for the whole hummingbird group! Pea-Green, sounds like a sweet hummngbird species to me!
I love these courageous powerful little runts - and this piece - they are truly nature’s stunt birds being able to hover, and fly up, down, and backwards, just like a powerful tiny helicopter!
Wow....a mighty poem indeed.
Best wishes always
from
kay.
Reviewed by Susan Cook-Jahme (Reader)
Reviewed on January 5, 2006
Hullo dear Pea :0)... so it's dynamite in small packages - eh? We have a humming bird here in the Cape that is unique & not found anywhere else in the world. Has a call/voice so sweet that it takes the listner's breath away - guess that and it's nature,(as explained in your poem)makes it one lethal wee birdie!
Susan
Reviewed by Elizabeth Taylor (Reader)
Reviewed on January 5, 2006
hahaha...amazing isn't it?
Clever the way you put it.
Reviewed by J M (Reader)
Reviewed on January 5, 2006
I enjoyed this ones power yes the small seem less in this world now adays. But they have actualy the power wonderful enjoyable piece. TY for sharing....
Very interesting indeed and quite a lot to think about now that you have put into this context I doubt if I will sleep tonight thinking about it. Good write.
A feast of a write Pea, the aerodynamic power and hovering abilities of the humming bird, mark it out as unique and brilliant in the aviary world !
Your consummate use of what I would call reverse effect wordage adds a fascinating and compelling force to your compositions !
You yourself are quite unique in this style of writing !
Peter
Fantastic, Pea! LUCKY DUCKY!!! Hummingbirds exist for me only in dreams and in a very rare visit to the local zoo, so thank you for bringing them - not only right up close - but in such a way as to reinforce the wonder of them and their natural magnificence. Your style is unique and you impart your information in a most intriguing and compelling way. Last three words to die for: kaCHING indeed! :)) TY Kate xx
LOL I love the not seeing is believing. Humor is terif. So is the observation We never had hummers but I remember nuthatches and grossbeaks. The place was as bad as O'Hare Airport--one take off and landing a minute.
I adore this one Pea! YOu are so right. I too have a feeder. I even had a mother bring its baby to show how to feed, I thought the baby was a bee it was so small. You know how sometimes bees get after the sugar if it drips a lot. I was totally awed by the sight, and stayed behind the screen door barely breathing. They are a wonder to watch. Once I was going out the door without paying attention and I heard a clicking sound and realized it was the hummer, I went back in and let it finish feeding;-)hahaha Thanks for this one so gooooooood!
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for sharing your insight Pea...lovely
Carole...love and peace
Best wishes always
from
kay.
Susan
Clever the way you put it.
Felix
Your consummate use of what I would call reverse effect wordage adds a fascinating and compelling force to your compositions !
You yourself are quite unique in this style of writing !
Peter
Paul;-)
Love Tinka
Eileen