# 6

And a re-work of yesterday's sonnet...but in 55 words, including title, just for G-Man.

In The Stillness

Only cloud reflections ripple to the music of the water -

until...

a sudden starling flock 

erupts

to mimic their movements -

flickering

shifting

splitting

covering the twilight canopy in monochrome lace...

short, lissome lines of birds

swirling

twisting

curling

then billowing into shapes like balloons inflating;

they fill our bemused vision.

N.B. The poetry groups I joined have been making me think about the placing of words on the page. Hoping to make it easier for any readers, when speaking the lines aloud, to  say the words as intended, I've played around with spacings, etc, but kept to my original idea of yesterday, but sadly, Blogger has its own idea of where some lines will be placed, and veto'd my spacings- but I'm trying again to insert them...