Rather than leaves,
the sturdy poplar
was clothed in starlings.
Inky black birds
rested on the branches
like dabs of oil paint
on a stretched canvas.
As the late day sun
settled just above the horizon,
each bird’s coat
shimmered,
an iridescent rainbow
revealing the glory hidden
in even the noisiest bird.
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Oh, this is beautiful! I was going to pick out a favorite line or image but I can’t–I love each one!
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Gorgeous picture, gorgeously described! Your vivid details, like “inky black birds / … like dabs of oil paint…” and “an iridescent rainbow” really helped me see the beauty in these sometimes-obnoxious birds!
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If poems were paintings… this gem of a slice glitters like the “inky black birds clothed in starlings”… Just exquisite!
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I love these lines so much. Brilliant and brilliantly vivid: “Inky black birds” and “like dabs of oil paint.” You’ve captured these starlings perfectly– loud, social creatures…not too different from middle schoolers!
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What an awesome meditation on the serenity behind the sounds. Even from a distance, their rainbow feathers catch your eye! Watching the world like a true poet.
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