Swift Magic.
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As if plotted by common whim
fleet birds, flitting
like bats will stop for nothing
but hunger to conjour
magical speed while skimming
skies before migration.
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Swifts delight
in aeromatics, they fortify time's
regulation of orbit
in massed performance organised
to demonstrate flight's
needed definitive plan of action.
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We know when swifts arrive earth
has revolved
again round the mighty sun's girth
for one more season
as shrill-pitched screechers turn,
dive, eat on the wing
and flirt wildly with air as whirling
beats drone high overhead.
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In-built beauty of quick movement
takes steep rolling dips
amid overt screaming that opens
to smooth dynamics as
sound of bird-fervour approaches
in feathered unison.
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Swifts observed
in migrant action present mystery
deemed as matchless,
humans gasping at massed infinite
wheeling of myriads
are naturally awed and some wish
just once to spread
wisdom's wings and fly like these
migratory-guided
swiftly gliding collections of birds.
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- Author: Fay Slimm. ( Offline)
- Published: December 18th, 2017 04:38
- Comment from author about the poem: A re-post that has been tweaked a little to bring it in line with recent findings on bird migration. Hope you will enjoy.
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Comments6
And enjoy I did Fay. Another amazing magical write.
They do create magical sights - great work Fay.
It is a magical write Fay, though I don't go along with 'magic' in any spooky sense.
Your tribute poem soars and inspires like the birds of its subject. Great write, Fay!
Swifts are magnificent birds as is this poem.
BEAUTIFUL FAY. A perfect blending of POEM 'n PHOTO in celebration of Swifts a most beautiful ~ especially in flight. You describe it perfectly. The combination of the SIGHT of the swirling FLOCK and the SOUND they make in flight is called a MURMURATION which is shortened to a MURMUR of SWIFTS (and LARKS etc) This is a collective name for a "Flock in Flight" Thanks for sharing it made my day complete as I had posted a Poem on Collective Nouns for "Groups of Birds" ! Yours as always ~ BRIAN
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