In Tune With No Time February 21, 2014
Posted by nrhatch in Animals, Nature, Poetry.trackback
Swift swallows arrived one morning
Intent on breakfast
With quick dips and swift soars
They swallowed prey
Tigger craned his neck
To and fro
Watching swallows come and go
Diving, diving, high to low
Quick turns
U-turns
No rhythm, no rhyme
Swift swallows flying
In tune with No Time
Aah . . . that’s better!
Have you ever watched a cloud of Swifts or Swallows engaged in an aerial feeding frenzy?
Dizzying, isn’t it?
Spirit Lights The Way 
I wanted a “really really really Like” button for this post Nancy! Tigger certainly has a lovely view.. 🙂 Yes we have seen clouds of birds! Have you seen this? A murmuration of starlings…
That murmuration is mesmerizing! Thanks so much, Pix! Exactly the type of synchronicity & mystery I enjoy when embarking on a NEW day!
Whew! Happy you liked it.. 🙂
I loved it! I’ve seen synchronized flying in real life, but not on such a grand scale. It’s amazing how they all know what the others are doing ~ as if one choreographer is directing the aerial ballet.
In contrast, the birds that stopped here the other morning represented “autonomy” ~ each flying hither and yon with no concern for what others were doing. But . . . none collided.
Lovely photo and poem. Does make me want to soar. Thanks for the uplift (or is it lift-off?).
Thanks, Carol ~ here’s to uplifting lift offs that make us want to soar.
Our swifts and swallows have further to fly, it is too early for them yet. With all these changes in the weather, I wonder if they will come at all.
Maybe it’s “your” swifts and swallows that flew through here this week. They aren’t regulars in our neighborhood.
Phil and I have watched clouds of birds fly in a perfect dance; it’s awesome to see how an Intelligence is moving through them, and to realize that same Intelligence is moving through us as well.
I’ve seen the same things in oceanic documentaries . . . with fish engaged in “synchronized swimming.” Always a treat!
A sight I was watching, entranced, just a few days ago. Then came some storks, higher up, just for variety.
Awesome! We get Wood Storks around here ~ graceful in the air and odd when strolling the grounds . . . like a long line of Groucho Marx look-a-likes pacing, hands behind backs. 😀
Oh I would love to watch the swallows in a feeding frenzy. I love birds. We often have a lot of hawks and sometimes vultures flying around. They fascinate me.
It was wild to watch, Linda. Left. Right. Up. Down. Hundreds swooping and soaring this way and that.
Tigger couldn’t figure out where to look. 😯
Lovely!
Thanks, Nicki. Here’s to “doing our own thing” to the beat of our own drummer.
Love all the ssss sounds in this poem – swift swallows swirling by. Poor Tigger probably needed a lie down after all that 🙂
Thanks, BB. I enjoy sounds that roll off the tongue and images that lift us UP. And, yes, he did ~ after he finished scratching his noggin!
I have them cruising past my veranda every afternoon, Nancy – they’re my besties! 😀
Are they eating up all them nasty skeeters? 😀
I hope so – they catch something that comes out of the cane fields at sunset and they’re very good at it. I can play a symphony on the stereo and it totally matches their movements. A beautiful sight indeed 🙂
What a great idea ~ a symphony in the air with musical accompaniment.
Maybe I’ll record it one day 😉
Yes! I loved watching the video that Pix posted of the murmuration of starlings.