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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👽❤

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