Toast of the Toucans

Written for:  Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads – Day 12, Costa Rica  (posted by Margaret)
“The poems can be about Costa Rica but do not have to be. They are just a jumping off point.”


Taken from Toads site

Admiring me? Cannot blame you.
In the bird world, I am considered
the Toast of the Toucans. You can look
it up. Not every toucan has my brilliant

Thank you, but no. I have my own food,
and you should know better than to feed
us. Besides, I do not thinks you have
hidden insects, and lizards in your purse.
I also like fruit–cannot go wrong
with a guava, mamma. Here in Costa Rica
guavas are everywhere.

Okay, move along. People are lined up
to see me. Can’t blame them.

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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11 Responses to Toast of the Toucans

  1. qbit says:

    ” do not thinks you have / hidden insects, and lizards in your purse” — That’s great!


  2. No lizards in your purse? ha


  3. kanzensakura says:

    I love your light hearted take on this. No lizards in your purse? I am disappointed 😉


  4. sanaarizvi says:

    Tee hee!💜💜 This poem is a cup filled with joy!😍


  5. MYRNA ZACH says:

    Love it



  6. Ha, that raised a chuckle. And this spectacular bird has every right to preen.


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