Starlings murmur out of cover
breath made visible on the air;
Stutter, recover, fetch, inflect
the sky with your feint-jive.
Dive as one without a leader,
above me conjuring song to prayer;
rippling swarm fleeing stillness,
fluid in the nighting air.
thecoddiwompler.blog 
Beautiful images that seem to capture the rhythm of the murmuration Kylie. I’ve never seen one in real life but oh I wish I had!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks Andrea; I must confess I’ve always wanted to see one — I know it would be one of those encounters I’d never forget.
LikeLiked by 1 person
There’s so much in a few words here. The phrases are so expressive – all conjuring a ‘song to prayer’. The old piers at Brighton and Hove used to be great places to see these murmurations, but, sadly, there are fewer than in past years. Maybe with some colder weather they will return in force again!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Oh I do hope so Richard! And thank you 😊
LikeLike