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How blurred the dance of Hummingbird's wild wings

January 16, 2020
By ryclover BRONZE, Foster City, California
ryclover BRONZE, Foster City, California
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Favorite Quote:
"To the stars who listened, and the dreams that are answered"<br /> -Sarah J. Maas


How blurred the dance of Hummingbird's wild wings

of twinkling teal and glittered golden green.

Deceptive iridescence fit for kings

and queens. I cannot trust what I have seen.

How sweet the taste of slippery lily's tears

Drip drop, drip drops, upon the tip of tongue. 

As brids so fear, the sweetness disappears,

like rain, before the morning bells have rung.

At dawn, amidst the nearly faded star,

a parting cloud makes way for one clear voice.

Like Hummingbird's wild wings, it soars. Fly far,

my dear, Forever let your song rejoice. 

With life and light, this heart so proudly sings

for love, for peace. For hope, such music brings.


The author's comments:

As I'm nearing the end of high school, I've been reflecting on my experiences in music. After unexpectedly signing up for choir in freshmen year, I ended up staying four years, developing lasting friendships and, of course, a deep love for vocal music. Singing has made an immense impact on the way I interact with the world, and I decided to dedicate this sonnet to the world of song. In the beginning of the sonnet, we see the downsides of many of our senses: sight can be deceiving, and taste temporary. However, sound, or song, is something that stays forever in our hearts. May your heart fly far and wide as the Hummingbird's!


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