Startling Starlings

Feeling more relaxed this afternoon for some reason. Here’s a little poem inspired by a story on the BBC, “The man startling millions of starlings with lasers“.

Startling Starlings

I see they’re startling starlings now in Rome.
What’s next? Hawking hawks and renting wrens
in Trajan’s Market. I pity the swallows.

They’ll be robbing robins’ nests of their eggs
and ogling eagles as they pass on the street,
goosing the geese and making swans swoon.

I hope they’ll spare the sparrows.

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4 Responses to Startling Starlings

  1. JeanMarie says:

    This is a lovely poem that gets better on a second or third read. Well done.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Lisa Tomey says:

    I pity the swallows too… well done.

    Liked by 1 person

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