The gray cloudless sky is strangely silent
As my skeletal arms reach toward heaven
Within my frame of time thoughts are absent
Suddenly, from nowhere there is an ascension
Hundreds of black birds flying synchronized...
So thick that there is barely an inch between
In unison… their aerobatics seem improvised;
Unanimously landing on my crown to convene
Conflicting chatter creates an odd serenade
Each bird is contriving a plan with authority
Apparently a decision to agree has been made
Taking aim at a bountiful place is their priority
A hush remains as flapping wings take flight
Visual traces are now distant from this old oak
Binding roots tie tomorrows to a weary plight
As the silver moon bestows its glowing cloak
Amazing nature's events, how wonderful they are to watch! Grey cloudless sky all of a suddenly turning to hive of activities, crowd of wild birds with a leadership flying in synchrony, conflicting chatter on perch they are observing dad silence while on flight, silver moon bestowing its glowing cloak and numerous other things. Thanks for the Beautifully painted poetic picture. Congrats for bring the member's PoD. X
A hush remains as flapping wings take flight Visual traces are now distant from this old oak Binding roots tie tomorrows to a weary plight As the silver moon bestows its glowing cloak - - - - - - - - -An impressive write, thanks for sharing.Congratulations for Poem of the Day.
Visual picture of these birds are very beautiful! Thanks for sharing.
what a beautiful illustration of words! ! .. Congrats for being selected....
The grouping of birds is fascinating. Love blackbirds. Good poem.
Hi Ms Moore, Congrats on being selected as the poet of the day. This beautiful poem on positive energy is a nice selection. Congrats to ph.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A fascinating poem, Theresa! Congrats for having it selected as poem of the day!