Top-Guns

There is a local squad
That train most afternoons
Executing swift, sharp manoeuvres,
precision flying at its best.

Under my patio these swallows  nest.
Anything moving seems their main target
Creating untold fun as they swoop,
Curve, dive and somersault about.

They perch on the fence top wire
Calculating daring feats to inspire
Each other to new tricks, fast as fire!
Feel they track my speed and path

To gauge close body passes by me
As I walk they dive bomb close to see
How late before they pull out to fly free.
Breeze from their wings fan me!

They are cheeky but quiet
So focused on flight
Seem concentrated on being the best
Watch each other’s acrobatics to test

Who will be top-fun in their flight school
No need to conform to any rule
For they have no commander, flight towers or fuel,
Total control over body and mind

Great meditators they would make
Concentration, focus, precision and calm
Qualities to which I aspire
These little birds did naturally acquire!

ccc 10.5.06 – wow, wrote this a decade ago! photo courtesy of google images

Inspired to post this by Fijay’s recent stunning photos of these spectacular birds.

DP: Swallow

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7 comments

  1. Beautiful poem about bird maneuvers. It’s sad how they blindly compete rather than cooperate to obtain food as they’d dive bomb independently. It seems humans have the same destructive behaviors.

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  2. Nice to see you keep your work around for a decade. I can see why, it was fun and produced amusing imagery. I have been dive bombed walking Tucker when I accidentally came too close to a tree with nesting birds. I got the message quickly, although I never felt the bird as aggressive. Much more a warning to let me know to avoid the “young family.”

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  3. Kate, today’s electronic world is far different from the days of paper submissions to the hundreds of poetry journals which existed before about 15 years ago. When many of the paper journals I ‘did business with’ went out of business, I basically went out of business myself as far as submitting my work (by snail mail) elsewhere and went to blog publishing (first on someone else’s blog, and then on my own).

    In short, I am pretty much clueless about submitting to today’s electronic poetry venues, but I’m sure you get such info online. I CAN say that poetry is not a money-making proposition, so to anyone for whom that is their main motivation: forgeddaboudit!

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