Poem -
While Watching Swifts
It was while tracing
the arc
and the twist
of swifts
with his naked eye
across a
still and salmon pink
September sky
when out
of the blue, it dawned
on him ..
It must, at least be
love, art,
or poetry, he thought ..
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Comments
Just stunning Nev, I have a passion for watching starlings not that I see them often and when I do I'm usually driving. They entrance me...they are dangerous creatures and should be banned whilst I'm driving... as should I whilst they fly!!! That's why I loved these poetic thoughts of yours...just hope you weren't driving when you had them 😆 x
what a sight for sore eyes eh' a starling murmeration is indeed a sight to behold .. I am a bit of a horneythologist myself M if you had not guessed before now .. and I am, as always grateful when you have visited me :) x
Never entered my head...not once...not for a second...not at all 😆😆😆 good play on words my man...score 1- 0 to you 😃😊🌹🌹
I would call it about even .. but in your favour :) x