Friday, 6 April 2012

Poem 1: Starling

Posted by Songsville
Deep jet black
Shy deep blue
Overtaken by a handful of dust

Spare white flint
Bluff bleak slate
Glinting emerald and yew-like

Wind on face
Wings’ applause
Starlings murmurate below

1 comments:

joanna said...

Wombling free I reckon :-)
Underground - overground.
Exciting accumulation of deft touches.

6 April 2012 at 14:43

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