Murmuration

Weird Poetry

They move all together —

Across the sky,

Across the clouded overcast,

Through shadow and mist

And bits of sun;

They are

One

A mindless meld of movement,

An endlessly looping murmuration

Against a backdrop of grey-blue yellow-tinged eternity

Where Moon kisses Sun

Good evening,

And conjures the starlings

Into aerian undulations.

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*** Murmurations are so cool I had to write something about them. ***

Copper in Dendritic Habit

Weird Poetry

Copper branches

Like veins

The colour of off-red rust and dried blood

Splaying

In all directions

All at once,

Altogether.

Copper veins spreading in dendritic habit,

In sacred treelike fashion.

I can’t help but think about

How all things mirror one another

In nature,

In our nature.

Roots and branches are basically the same —

They just grow in opposite directions

While searching for liquid or radiant light.

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*** I discover the most fascinating things when I start internetting under the influence.