Murmerations

Murmurations. . As thickening dusk Subdues the tiring day Flocks of starlings rest Trilling and chattering in array Upon tendril branches of trees High up in the towering eves As numbers increase In readiness . Suddenly they alight as one The tress now bare as the eves Of their feather laden leaves And one of the most spectacular And phenomenal sights of creation Awe inspiring and fascinating has begun . A shifting cloud of wing and feather In syncretization in formation Put on a magnificent air display That has mystified the observer Since the dawn of time And took their breath away . Swooping sweeping darting cloud across The expanse of sky An elaborate dance of in perfect formation And a change of direction in an instant they fly Athletic acrobatic nubile and agile That few words can explain or testify . The acrobatics now over The sky differs once more Descend to the trees towering eves To rest and to roost Like littered feathered leaves. . Peter Dome©2020.