Murmuration
There is
a certain time
of year between autumn
and winter when the skies come
alive.
It starts
with a meeting
of a million birds. Then
shape-shifting patterns appear in
the sky
massing,
undulating,
then swirling and swooping
rising, falling, twisting and turning
S I
L
T R N S
A G
a certain time
of year between autumn
and winter when the skies come
alive.
It starts
with a meeting
of a million birds. Then
shape-shifting patterns appear in
the sky
massing,
undulating,
then swirling and swooping
rising, falling, twisting and turning
S I
L
T R N S
A G
This poem is copyright (©) Val Harris 2024
About the Writer
Val Harris
Val lives near Farnham with a horse and husband and several grandchildren living nearby, who like to mark her poems out of ten. She used to write for adults, but decided she much preferred writing poetry for children, after her debut poem was published online with The Dirigible Balloon in 2021. Since then, several others have appeared on various balloon flights, and she has had poems published in The Caterpillar Magazine, Paperbound Magazine, The Toy Press and Little Thoughts Press. You can find her as Val Poet on Instagram and @dragontripper Val Poet on Twitter.
