Lost geese


This evening geese pass

skein unravelled

tossed by storm winds and driven eastward


dark litter against grey sky.


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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