APAPANE
The apapane sits
in the ohi'a tree.
He flies so quickly,
he's hard to see.
Red and black feathers
whir to the beat
as he pauses
for nectar to eat.
He loves to sing
all day long.
Can you can hear,
his lilting song?
© 2016 Joy Acey. All rights reserved.
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| Photo by HarmonyonPlanetEarth |
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Joy This is wonderful Is this bird a type od read bird? '
ReplyDeleteof read bird
ReplyDeleteNot only does he love to read, he loves to talk story.
DeleteI meant red :)
DeleteI think I'm in love with this handsome little bird! Thanks for introducing us, Joy.
ReplyDeleteall I can say is....thank you. My March has roared like lion about to eat me and I need simple beauty to anchor me. This hits the spot.
ReplyDeleteWhat a sweet little bird. I had never heard of it. Thanks, Joy, for another sweet poem about a sweet subject.
ReplyDeleteI never heard of this sweet little bird. Thanks Joy for sharing your rhythmic poem. I am working on my little ditty, Michelle.
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