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Blue-black wings

Flash through iron-grey sky

A lightening storm of birds

Whirls through falling light.

We watch, shivering

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Rain lashes us

Cameras and glasses mist

Sea boils and roars.


An hour before

We saw them gather

Circling Bontnewydd fields.

Now they rush in

From North, South, East

Squawking, chattering, swirling.

Black sun sinks beneath pier

Midwinter moot.


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