Lost geese

Alzatapadule

This evening geese pass

skein unravelled

tossed by storm winds and driven eastward

tumbling

dark litter against grey sky.

Leaderless

their eerie voices echo from the roof of heaven

a lament for the lost path home.

 

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

14 thoughts on “Lost geese”

      1. I supposed that much that it was related to the birds, by the way nice picture, poets are not that different from writers or me novice writer I get inspiration to write a little short story by a picture or a word or quotes or phrase,man the list can go on and on. We are masters of creativeness.

      2. It sure is, I can talk none sense about a flower that is falling apart, make a hole story about it, that´s why I write, so I don´t talk too much none sense.

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