from the hotel window I saw them
stretched as far as my eyes could see
hundreds covered the bay like black ink
bopping up and down on the receding sea
as if paused for a cue from heaven
they lifted with the flowing swell
from the east to the west they circled,
and goodness, what a torrent of noise befell
squawking like splintering wood, the flock,
flew wild like a prodigious storm
soon as the sky purpled then reddened
the mob flew but sunk me in a mad maelstrom
© selma
A response to Sadje’s challenge #Whatdoyousee #225 – February 12, 2024
Sadje: For the visually challenged reader, this image shows a waterfront, in the
background, the sun is setting and you can see a huge flock of birds in formation
(murmuration).
Thank you for reading, friends.
I’m a simple woman who dares to see the beauty in ordinary. I’d love to connect with you and like pen pals, I want something beautiful to blossom between us. Will you join me? Selma is my middle name. Its meaning—peaceful, complete, are euphoric affirmations I like to think of myself as having. They compliment the joy I feel when I write. I sincerely hope you decide to join me on my writing journey. I Wish You Miracles.
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Such a sight really can affect us so easily, and uneasily, nature pulling us into her “maelstrom.” Beautifully written, my friend. 🤗🙏🏾😀
Omen. Sometimes nature scares. And the weirdness lingers long. Sometimes.
That photo made me think of the book: The Birds by Daphne du Maurier. That’s what gave those three stanzas wings.
So happy you read my friend. Thanks for the encouragement.
💖
Love your take on the prompt Selma 💕
Sort of Daphne du Maurier, ¿no?
Sort of. 😂 thanks for visiting Maggie.
😁 My pleasure Selma ❣️
It does reminds my of the movie, birds. Well done my friend on writing this so well and creating the atmosphere so well. Thanks for joining in.
Yes, yes. Daphne du Maurier book, The Birds came to mind when I saw that photo. Thanks, Sadje. Blessings.
You’re welcome my friend.
It is an incredible sight to see – well captured in your words.
Incredible when such sight appears on peaceful days. “Some days must be dark and dreary” ~HWL
and scary too.
Thanks VJ 👏🏽
Tones of Alfred Hitchcock, lol?
You captured it so beautifully, Selma! Well said.
🙇🏽♀️ 😜
Indeed sound!
So pleased you read, dear Raj. Thanks so much
Most welcome, Selma
“like splintering wood,” superb simile for this sunset murmuration
I’m so pleased you chose that simile. I liked it too. Thanks for checking out this one kinda dreary and dark.
Be well. Bless you
Beautifully done, Selma. I can visualize the the scene.
Thanks so much. I don’t often go this route but sometimes one cannot help one’s pen’s direction.
Daphne du Maurier-ish, ¿no?
Don’t answer that 😜
Thanks, Robbie
Selma, a terrific sense of darkness and doom in this poem; I’m getting goosebumps reading this, your imagery is superb, ensuring all our senses are brought into play. Well done!
I went a little on the dark side with this one—Daphne du Maurier, sort of doom. Hope you can recover from this quickly. Blessings. Thanks for liking it. Xoxo
A lovely poem, Selma! Its verses go very well with the image.
I thought they did too. Usually sunsets are gorgeous and leave happy feels. This time those birds gave me a doomsday scare.
Thanks for reading KK. Blessed be. XO
You’re welcome, always 🙏
Wonderful imagery Selma. (K)
Thanks a million dear K. Blessings.
A wonderful, vivid poem just perfect for the picture, well done.
Mason I’m so happy you liked it. Blessings xxoo Selma
Love your poem for the prompt, Selma💕
Thanks, Cindy. Blessings, dearest.
Welcome, Always.. thanks so.. xo 💕
I love this photo, so beautiful! Great poem as always!
Blessed by you. Xxoo, Selma
Selma, such a flock of birds is an awesome sight…well-captured in your lovely poem.
Thanks for the visit lovely friend. Hope all is well. Blessing you.