(I wrote this poem mostly because I love to watch birds flock.)

A murmeration

undulating across the sky

dancing, swooping and soaring


and turning,

leading my heart-

sweeping above the clouds

towards the sun.


The hope of flying

holding my hand through winter.


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Filed under birds, Life, Photos, poetry, Stuff, things I'm thinking of

One response to “Murmeration

  1. reading-stars

    The picture caught my attention but the poem is beautiful. (I like your blog name too) 🙂

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