Bird Flock

BIRD FLOCK In the fading light’s vast expanse Autumn evening’s graceful dance Flock of starlings countless, harmonised One way, now another, synchronised Black-out the sky, then film-thin Venetian blinds opening up, closing in Pulsing wave of birds rolling over the sunset with ease As one dynamic creature turning in the breeze Each bird an orchestrated part Titan making love to the ocean’s heart As if its whole life were what it gave Thrashing in wave after sensuous wave Its eyes open and close In a giant climax and its throes. ............................... NOTE Seeing these marvellous bird displays is one of the delights of country living. We saw this performance every autumn evening on the Irish coast.