Like particles of light,
a glory of goldfinches rise
from goldenrod and thistle.
Chittering and chirping,
they gather
in a luminous cloud,
swooping and pulsing
through the morning air.
Unaware of their grace
they settle
across the meadow
to feast on sunshine.
© Catherine Flynn, 2018
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Reading to the Core 
I can see and hear them. And that last stanza, glorious.
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A luminous cloud of goldfinches—how beautiful. When I was running the other day, I startled a group of them and they rose into the air like sunbeams. You’ve captured such a lovely moment with your poem. I especially like the verbs and images in your second stanza.
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I love this. This summer seems to be all about birds! Ruth, thereisnosuchthingasagodforsakentown.blogspot.com
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That picture is glorious, Catherine & you’ve captured it in your poem, too. Love “feast on sunshine”. Happy Weekend!
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Gorgeous, Catherine – thank you for this golden gift! :0)
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Like particles of light… a luminous cloud swooping and pulsing… wow, what a wondrous sight! How I wish we had goldfinches here. Thanks for sharing this beautiful sunny poem, Catherine.
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I love this bird poem full of words like glory and luminous and grace. So beautiful!
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This is a wonderful sensory poem, Catherine. I can hear and see these little creatures pop out of your poem. Would you like to offer this poem for my summer gallery? Let me know.
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Catherine–that’s stunning!
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