There’s still a little bit of today left for haiku #4.
I planted a flat of of Sea Thrift, little clusters of evergreen grasslike plants that shoot up long stems with little pink ball shaped flowers. They always make me think of popcorn balls.
sea thrift
pink balls
popcorn balls
pink popcorn balls
bright pink popcorn balls
bright pink popcorn balls
shooting
waving
reaching
slender stems
fingers
roast
roast in summer sun
roasting in the summer sun
wave fingers toward the sun
sea thrift is my name
hummers wait to drink
hummingbirds go by
hummingbirds will feast
hopeful hummers wait
hopeful hummers wait
Sea Thrift
bright pink popcorn balls
wave fingers toward the sun
hopeful hummers wait
@copyright Susan Taylor Brown
April 4, 2009
lovely
I love the thought of hummers hovering over the blossoms, waiting on breakfast… 🙂
Re: lovely
Thank you. They zip by me so fast sometimes I think they’re trying to push me out of the way.
Love this. We have lots of hummers here, beautiful blue/black ones who hang around our trees to eat the bugs, I think!
Thanks. We have a few regulars and they eat a lot of bugs too. I’m glad for that!
I LOVE the pink popcorn balls!
It’s great the way you show how the poem evolves, behind the scenes!
Thanks, Jenn. They may not be great literature (yet?) but it is an interesting experiment for me.
Another winner!
You’re very kind. Thank you.