Knowledge
A flock of starling's lands on the rich
worm riddled earth,
except one.
One starling stayed behind,
in a tree on its own.
I’ve read that flock behavior is predictable.
Aerobatic murmuration's
are common knowledge.
Starlings are not loners.
Knowledge helps us put the
observable and the known,
into the right mind-boxes.
Though, if you watch starlings long enough,
they will perch, hop, or feed separately,
just doing their own thing,
and they don’t read.
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2024
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