weavers
in the sky
with
beauty
a
flight
diving
threading
unseen
silk
between
through
above
below
creating
diaphanous
gossamer
invisible
cloth
swallows
weavers
in the sky
weavers
in the sky
with
beauty
a
flight
diving
threading
unseen
silk
between
through
above
below
creating
diaphanous
gossamer
invisible
cloth
swallows
weavers
in the sky
32 comments:
So swift :-)
Lsdy M: Hee hee!
I came to a community of them under a bridge a few days ago and really enjoyed their flight.
How timely. I sat by the river yesterday right next to a bridge and watched them do just that!
Out on the prairie: They are one of the delights of the summer.
Mitchell is moving: This seemed to be a way of describing their flight pattern. It sounds as if it worked for you!
I love watching the birds flying and diving, it's something we see a lot of here. Excellent verbal representation!
Al: Thank you.
Swallows, weavers in the sky. Love this poem, and love that ending!!!
A delightful description :-)
Lovely. And now that I think of it, your words are very true!
Denise: I love that you loved this one.
CherryPie: Thank you.:)
E G CameraGirl: Once the idea lodged in my brain I can no longer watch them without thinking of this imagined purpose.
swallows really are so lovely to watch
Cuby, what a lovely poem. I can see the swallows flying all around me. Have a wonderful day.
Lovely -- we have many that fly in the evening -- gathering bugs.
Hope you get your sunshine soon. :)
lovely metaphor here; reminiscent of Hughes' Work and Play.
Crafty Green Poet: Oh but how do they cope with this wet, wet weather?
eileeninmd: Thanks for your thoughts.
Nancy Claeys: They are so beautiful in the sky so to share my words and have them enjoyed is pleasurable. Thanks.
Yvonne: This metaphor seemed the best description I could find. Off to seek 'Work and play' don't know it. Thanks for your comments.
I LOVE the weavers in the sky line! So beautiful.
Beautifully descriptive! There is nothing nicer than sitting in the garden on a warm, sunny day watching them do just that. That was when we used to have warm, sunny days of course :-(
Wonderful visuals! I wonder if their resultant 'cloth' pattern could be recorded? Imagine!
Thanks for this!
Lisa@ Two Bears Farm: Thank you and am glad you found this poem beautiful.
Jim : I imagine the cloth to be beautiful colours and as light as chiffon.
ShySongbird: It is a pleasure for everyone, thanks for your comments.
Just like the swallows out our way. Lovely poem.
Jenny: Thanks for reading this and confirming that swallows are beautiful everywhere.
Truly lovely description.
Welshcakes: Thank you so much.
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