Maestro
A single starling
seeking crumbs at people’s feet,
on being noticed,
begins to sing a song so sweet
so captivating,
in many varied tongues of birds
expertly mimicked,
such wonders told in other words.
Oh little Maestro,
you tiny orchestra of one
in speckled feathers,
I see you orchestrate the swarm
in murmuration
across September’s sunset skies!
With grand assurance
your song proclaims a greater prize
of better promise
that from a crumb of trust has grown
to light a candle
whose flame from shore to shore has blown.
Oh brilliant busker,
what power you could not have known
lives in your witness,
your faithful message, now airborne.
30/9/25
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Author:
FrasMac (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I was captivated by the vocal talents of a bold starling who sat not two yards from me begging crumbs. Once he'd had a few he burst into the most astonishing variety of what seemed like mimicked bird song, all streaming from the same small bird.
- Category: Nature
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Comments1
A lovely poem of nature and one of its creatures that never cease to amaze. So well written I love poems that tell a story and this one does. A fave
Thank you kindly! I'm glad it has found a connection with you.
You are most welcome
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