I wrote this recently after going to see Starling Murmurations at Potteric Car nature reserve a forty minute drive from my home. As dusk fell the starlings flocked in the sky. It was one of the most incredible things I have ever seen. (I wish my photo’s had done it justice!) When we are allowed to travel again I would highly recommend it.
Murmuration
My heart beat Held in a signature - Of wings that drift Link ink dropped in water A gathering of flight Gentle murmur A ribbon floating Rising, falling The crest of my breath Held in a cloud Eddying flow Flock, swirling A raining, winged, beat dance A rush of rhythm on air A collective sweep of hope Drifting force Natures prayer
I hope you enjoyed this poem! A little bit of escapism for bank holiday Monday.
See you on Wednesday for the Connect to Nature online writing class.
Best wishes,
Emma
Thank you so much! I have honestly learnt so much over the last five years running this class, I’m glad…
Lovely to read your inspiring ideas for creativity and for increasing our knowledge of Nature
Lovely to read your inspiring ideas for creativity and broadening knowledge of Nature.
Love this poem it’s fantastic
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Gorgeous Emma, I love it,
Have you seen any swallows arrive yet? Here is my poem. Sent separately
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Not yet, looking forward to the swifts arriving too xx
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I saw my first swallow of the year today flying over fields on the north Cornish coast.
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Ooooo bet that was lovely 🙂 lovely imagery sprang into my mind too!
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I could try and do a murmuration pic if you like?
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That would be lovely 😊 xx
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Love this poem, Emma – especially the ink-drop in water metaphor. It’s been years since I last saw a murmuration (what an evocative name). They are pretty mind-blowing, aren’t they?
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Absolutely mind blowing! I’ve wanted to see them for years and it was even more stunning than I imagined. Thanks so much for the lovely comment – glad you liked it 🙂
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Love the way starlings cooperate in forming a murmuration. Yet also keep their freedom.
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Yes me too! That’s a beautiful metaphor we could use for the current times xx
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That is a lovely poem Emma and the pictures are amazing. There is no wonder artists are so inspired by nature.
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Thanks Lee! Can’t wait to see them again when we can travel!
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Evocative lovely great blog
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