Murmur me, the stars and moon,
glissando whispers, humming croons–
purring from a kitten’s throat,
murmurs, old men’s anecdotes–
murmuration, birds in flight,
sighted in the morning light,
murmur me, an old oak tree
murmur me, what lovers sing–
murmuring life in everything.
This is for Quadrille Monday at dVerse. De Jackson has asked us to use the word murmur.
Yesterday morning while I was drinking coffee and writing my Monday post, I suddenly heard so many birds. They just kept coming and swooping around. I thought murmuration. These photos are not very good, since I took them quickly with my phone through the kitchen door, but it was magical.
Yesterday and today: Merril's historical musings 
A chant that could be a murmur in itself. Nice, Merril.
Thank you, Ken.
This is such a gentle praise… we need that murmur to live.
Thank you very much, Björn. Yes, I agree. Sometimes we need to stop and listen and appreciate the magic.
Oh, Merril. This reads aloud like a lullaby. Just.so.lovely.
I adore “glissando whispers.”
Thank you very much, De!
You sound very onomatopoetic today with the murmurs, Merril. You also evoked a memory of my high school orchestra director mentioning glissando.
Thank you, Marian.
I’m glad I evoked some memories–I hope they were good ones. 🙂
Your words provided wonderful imagery for me. 🙂
Thank you, Frank. How wonderful!
Lovely!
Thank you very much!
I like the bird murmuration. I hope to capture one in a photo someday.
Thank you, Frank. Hopefully your photo will be a bit better than mine. 😉
I thought of murmuration too, but didn’t know quite where to go with it. But this is perfect, the rhythm like the patterns of the birds in the sky. (K)
Thank you, Kerfe!
Superbly onomatopoeic
Thank you, Derrick.
This is such a wonderfully charming write!💖
Thank you very much! 🙂
Ooh, this one was softly expressed, a murmured whisper in my ear. I like how you included so much, simply but sweetly written, Merril.
Thank you very much, Robin! (She murmured.) 🙂