BIRD-TUNED.
Around the murmurs of dawn-ridden bay
light moves with sun-rising's baited wings,
smears change of chorus in nest-sites' affray
and late-hatched wild fledglings to order brings.
Beneath the hint of its storm-hidden face
tide lifts false breast-heaving liquid ribs,
grips feathered chicks in air's chilling embrace
while wave-height's fair warning linger forbids.
Above the high dune's wind-bitten byways
sky fills with flight-beating groups of geese,
thrills early watchers for bird-tuned displays
as white migration makes haste to new fields.
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Fay Slimm. (
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A fine write Fay.
Thank you and appreciate your read and comment dear Orchi.
Beautifully written Fay.
Ah - so pleased you liked the visionary wonder of migrating birds dear A,P, - - -thank you for your comment.
Oh you and your ability to conjure up these wonderful mental pictures with such fine metaphor.
I particularly loved "tide lifts false breast-heaving liquid ribs" such an apt description.
You're a wonder!
Ah - - the real wonder is the multitude of gathering birds come time to fly to warmer climes - I am pleased though that my words conjure the scene of their leaving dear friend - - a picture which once seen never fails to delight the mind. Many thanks for your kind remarks in the comment D.A.
Super write Fay.
Thanks a load Michael. The migrating instinct has much to teach us with changes in winds and tides etc and this little tribute tried to get into the minds of listening birds.
I was once a man of the working sea which flaunted all types of heroic birds. Gannets were my favorite to watch as they speed down from the skies and 100mph and by diving in to the sea at that speed their aerodynamics glided into the waters and spring up with a big fish in their beaks. a truly amazing world of birds and you covered it so well and beautifully. love this write, Fay.
Ah - thank you loads Kevin for sharing those memories of life at sea with all types of birds - so pleased you enjoyed my small tribute to migration and what it entails - your comments of subject support are always so welcome. Thank you again.
you're very, very welcome x
Good write. The rising of the wings at dawn is a great sight but the murmuration of starlings in the evening is absolutely astounding.
You caught the wonder of migrating birds perfectly, Fay!
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