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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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Date: 5/11/2015 6:53:00 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
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Date: 5/11/2015 4:58:00 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
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Date: 5/11/2015 11:37:00 AM
bravo seren .. is beautiful poem as usual ..
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