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I Am a Starling

I am part of a display team
we don't practice, we all just know
to twist and turn together,
as we put on our aerobatic show.

This display is called a murmuration
the visual delight, showing no fear.
The oohs and aahs of the watchers
as the birds shows you autumn is here

We are noisy birds
seemingly never alone
our green brown plumage
with buff spots we call our own

I am a gregarious bird
I squawk and quarrel all day,
can  mimic about twenty birds
like a nightingale they say

If you have a nest box I will gladly stay
you being around won't worry me,
in it my four blue eggs I will lay
soon the youngsters will fly free.

I might be a noisy neighbour
yet no garden is alive without me.
The Robin is pretty but a fighter
blue ****,blackbirds sparrows you'll see.

So gardeners when you plant up your flowers
sow your lawns and baskets you hang.
Remember to also put up a feeding table
put out seeds for the starlings that sing.


Penned 11 May 2015

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Lindsay Laurie

May 11, 2015 at 6:53 PM

G'day Seren... a good descriptive poem about the starling. Down here they're considered a pest for many reasons, but during breeding season the farmers love them due to their appetite for grubs in the paddocks - thank you Seren; enjoyed - Lindsay

Paul Callus

May 11, 2015 at 4:58 PM

This is a lovely and informative poem, Seren. Starlings are a wondrous sight when they are together in flight. Last year I wrote a poem called "Murmuration". I must remember to put out some food for you! // paul