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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	Fay Slimm. ( Offline) 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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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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