Grains of gunpowder
Starlings subjugate the sky
Leave whorls of thumbprints
Funnelling of nets
Their sylphic murmuration
Avoiding falcons.
Endlessly swirling
Black clusters become shadows
Lava lamp wonders.
Man, this is a flock of haikus, very clever! , you do haiku justice because although math is essential, you have real poetry holding hands with it, I rarely see this done so well! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I wish there was a higher number than 10 I could give here.