Apr '14 6
The small birds scatter

murmuration shattered
in a cold sky
above the indifferent lake

and I watch them take their songs
and I wish that I belonged

to the air
to the space
to the stars

in another, separate curl
in this world's fabric

so that I could see
what caused these small birds
to scatter so.


Posted by Jennifer Liston

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  1. Robert says:

    *This one is beautiful and that last line brought me to the place you are standing. xo

  2. Jen says:

    *Thank you my darling. Glad the poem brought you to me even if geography separates us for a few days. xoxo

  3. Ray says:

    *Sometimes humans are like birds - they scattered for a reason and so do we. Nice one, Jen.

  4. Jen says:

    *You're right Ray. I think we were in one such murmuration. :-)

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