Dunlin Swarm

Thousands of birds in a Dunlin cloud

rise from the muddy shallows

into slithering dragon silhouettes

that spin silver as they slide

over the winding shore

and shimmer into giant billows

turning inside out, rolling side to side

seeming to vanish before the sky

then suddenly flash a massive swirl

of twisting sunlit scales

that climb, dive and glide

back and forth beside the bay

until they fold a final curl

and furl like falling sails.


Jim Gronvold

(from Oak Bones)