The chattering of the elders - v4
Echoing across the void
the green space, the back yard
the chattering of the elders
a debate, a protest,
lobbing and volleying of opinions
high up in the treetops
in the silence of the storm.
No clouds visible
but the wind a gale
a living presence I can sense
a murmuring high above me
building, subsiding,
repeating again
an ongoing conversation.
A circling cloud of movement
like a flock of birds turning
starlings, maybe ravens,
moving with the wind
shaking, pulling the branches
the maples, the poplars, the firs,
rimming the yard.
The debate swirling, arguments,
positions spoken, returning
like a soloist to the choir
moving beyond this space
like a stamping herd of mustangs
melting into the forest
beyond our yard.
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edited September 3 and September 5, 2020
The chattering of the elders – v4
edited September 1, 2020
The chattering of the elders - v3
https://www.blogger.com/blog/post/6437456/1485476688066906468
edited August 31, 2020
The chattering of the elders – v2
August 31, 2020
The chattering of the elders
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