Sky Ballet

This week’s poem, Sky Ballet was inspired by the starling murmuration I witnessed over the M40 in October 2016. It’s one magnificent sight and my photograph doesn’t do it justice.

 

Thousands perform
in sequence, chatter,
swirl, change
direction,
triangular wings
beat in unison—

an acro—
batic mass
elevates,

black dots darken
the sky—

startling scenes belt the blue—

...hearts, balloons

...puffs of smoke...

a murmuration of starlings migrate.

 

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