Starlings Poem by Margaret O Driscoll
Starlings
The awesome murmuration can be heard by all around
Then the starlings swoop down, strutting swiftly
Yellow beaks probing in the ground
Looking through my binoculars
their flecked feathers I can see
They rise into the air like locusts
to every branch of each tree
To view the Starlings in the evening sky in their hundreds swooping and darting is one sight to behold, Lovely poem Margaret
Thanks Dan, it certainly is a sight to behold, 'swooping and darting' as you say, they perched on trees nearby yesterday, a miscellany of sound! !
Can be heard all around! ! With the muse of nature. Nice work.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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10/27/2026 4:37:17 AM # rel_20261026T125300Z_a7741e1
You have lifted the starlings into the air!