Like a murmurartion of starlings
But without the graceful air
Flying around about the place
Without apparent care
Like a stream of desperate salmon
Swimming to get home
But lacking any instinct
In which direction they want to go
Like a stampede of mighty buffalo
That once roamed the American plains
But without any purpose
It just doesn't look the same
Like a flock of greedy seagulls
Fighting for some scraps
Pecking at each others throats
Unconcerned at who they snap
Like a herd of wary zebra
Alert to threats unknown
Ready to run the fastest
While the slow one's eaten whole
You see there's a purpose for every creature,
A nature that is true
And whether it is wrong or right
There is meaning in what they do
All except for human kind
Who are lost in every day
But there are echoes of it in what they do
Small reflections of nature's way
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Author:
Saxon Crow (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I just wanted to get murmurartion into a poem!
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Good poem )) I think even those animals in the wild hunting for other animals .. they are only doing what they need to do to survive and are not bad . But some people are just unkind and there’s no need for it , really . I like your writing
Thanks VB. People are just lost
Yes , some people are very lost .. I agree .
Show off? It took me bloody ages lol. Have you ever watched SpongeBob Square pants? He lives in a pineapple under the sea so it's possible for salmon!
I googled murmuration and have added it to my notebook of words to remember. I love your description of animals in their natural state; groups, herds, flocks, functioning as one for the safety and benefit of the whole. Animals that prey on other animals, only do so to survive. Humans are the only animals I know of who kill for sport, or gain, or revenge. I much prefer your wonderful portrait of animal life. Great Write!
Thanks Bella. Glad you enjoyed it
Fine words SC, may those echoes in human kind become reality once again.
Andy
Thanks GF. Me too!
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