Really a Hummingbird

by Paige Bowman Age 10
(New Zealand)




I have no intention
of being a hummingbird
anymore.

I have become a gymnast.

In the gym I saw a girl
whose hair swooped around
her body like my wings.

Her leotard glossy as my feathers
folded around her like a
coat.

I stayed up all night crafting the
finest hands and feet.
The distal interphalangeal joint
confused me most.

In no time at all my hands twisted
and tangled into the deep blossoms
and my feet became cut and crusted
from the knobbly branches.

Gymnastics is no longer my passion.
The language does not agree with
my hummingbird body.

I do not need gymnastics.
In my mind
I am the real gymnast.

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Oct 19, 2014
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Best poem ever
by: Anonymous

Wow this poem is really moving and I highly recommend it.

Oct 17, 2014
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Awesome Poem
by: Anonymous

This is a fantastic poem. I was really able to visualise the hummingbird as it tried to emulate a gymnast. Well done.

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