Swallows gather …

Swallows gather in chattering lines

on telephone wires.

I smile at the juxtaposition.

Excitement is in the air;

leaves are swirling in their Autumnal dance

and the youngest brood

swoop and swerve

from higher and higher ..

O, sleek promise of Summer

strengthening your wings,

the cycle of seasons revolves with the sun

Fly on, oh, fly on …

Winter will pass like your shadows on grass … .

About atomsofstars

Reticent .. but I hope my poetry speaks for me .. Favourite quotation .. ' Uttering a word is like striking a note on the keyboard of the imagination.' Ludwig Wittgenstein
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2 Responses to Swallows gather …

  1. Francina says:

    beautiful poem with a remarkable ending line.

  2. atomsofstars says:

    Hello Francina … it’s very nice to see you.

    Thank you very much for such kind compliments … I’m pleased to know you’ve enjoyed it and that the last line, in particular, appealed to you so much.

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