The Dark Mob
Droves of dark birdsgathered today
Starlings, Grackles,
Red-Winged Blackbirds,
and Cowbirds stray
Waves of black move
from tree to tree
When they are startled
all flee
Their various voices
singing together
are eeriely peaceful
in this wet spring weather
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