Starlings Poems - Poems about Starlings

... Please shed some light O, luminous star on this puzzle for me You light the way for earthlings Can't you help fellow starlings born without wings......Read More

...Every night the gates of delirium are torn apart the irrational flies across the moats and walls of my defenses as easily and seductively as a murmuration of starlings, and I am rescued carried ......Read More

... I don't have my camera, so I intend to just paint a picture of the most glorious scene, which is appearing in front of my eyes. My canvas - a dog-eared notebook and pen. Twilight’s......Read More

...I was an ambitious fine watchmaker, looking forward to sunshine tomorrows, Like the remote edge of a fuchsia horizon, where gather racy, blue swallows. I worked on clocks of all styles and sizes,......Read More

... "Ground Level Entry" “She fits the bill”, they say it insouciantly visions of being carried in the beak of a bilious pelican where it builds its rudimentar......Read More

...Lazy days meld into one, summer siestas just begun; Busy bees morn 'til late, honeycombs proliferate. Speckled starlings sing with delight on July swarms in nuptial flight. Swallows circ......Read More

... I hear serenading songs of summer swallows and ruffling feathers of roosting starlings. I catch the sweet scent of heirloom roses that have not yet budded upon the bush. All th......Read More

... Four legs quiver like clumsy cabrioles striking smooth gray rivers of zig-zag sidewalk barrios in rhythm with happy shivers syncopated on a muffled drum as we talk and stroll On our way h......Read More

...Nobody can discover anything that's hidden in the quite woods of the bewildering wilderness... if adventure and curiosity limit our perception to fully explore it; and it can't make us marvel at......Read More

... a swarm of crane flies starlings aereate the lawn- leather-jackets to go......Read More

... Murmuration of starlings Drone swarm light show 30 Mar 2023 Written Bantus Poetry Contest Sponsor: Suzanne Dalaney......Read More

...too long we talk on the river of rim gushing through cutting its banks under smothered stars a muted moon and fallen giants whose dead limbs gather homeless crows waiting for the su......Read More

...Hear those darling starlings - a noisy bunch! They’re singing their hearts out, Sweetheart. They’ve taken over the storm-ridden tree. So brilliantly clean, from beak to wings. They chatte......Read More

... When what you see as a maze of shadows, or when a thick tree-ranked woods comes into focus you get a moment to be still within and there, right inside your eyes the mind shifts into clarity; ......Read More

... For me the world becomes a playground, the gray concrete becomes the forgiving mulch beneath the swing set. The clouds start to move slower and they all start to look more like dinosaurs or co......Read More