I am one of many

I am one of many
Flying from dark tunnel
Curve upward in sync
Flying through sphere
Cut with circular hole
Then weave upward
Towards wide circle
Which held by unique shapes
We fly through
Angle hard to left
We zig zag in sky
Out we go towards waters
Away from the happenings below
We don’t break;
We fly in unity
We fly away

A poem from the point of view of a person/animal/thing from Bosch’s “The Garden of Earthly Delights”

April 6th prompt from this site http://www.napowrimo.net/

Birds Fly Past

Fast in winged flight birds fly past
Dots in the sky there’s lots;
Bringing their voices to rhythmic ringing
Belt the chirping loud I felt
Sounds from above I stand on the grounds
Listening to their music as I caught feathers glistening
Through branches to which they flew
Sitting; chirping a tune so fitting
I hum with them as I look for them.