sunset bird FLOCKS poem

Turned out to be a nice sunny afternoon and quite spectacular POP (PinkyOrangePurple) sunset, inspiring this poem:

Hori-sun Set-flocks Free-Jupiter

December sun
skirts horizon.
Are bird flocks
weighing it down?
Those that fly
its sunset sky.
From its landing
dipping direction.
V-shape swirls
slowly enlarging.
Coasting home
after day’s work?
Flying over
before twilight colours.
Prelude to night
Jupiter first light.


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