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Cold grey geese
wing away;
smudges dancing between the lines
of earth and heaven
fill my sky
and my ears
Migration is necessary for survival;
time is passing
earth is rotating
seasons are slipping away
And here I stand, rooted
in this sheltered glen
dead leaves at my feet
watching it all
pass by
This is for Mr. Know-it-all Friday 55. Go there to find lots of 55 word gems.
Wish I could migrate too
ReplyDeleteTo some nice sunny zoo
Without any white stuff to see
That would truly delight me
Mary Bach...
ReplyDeleteLoved your Migrating 55
Although we have geese here year round because of open water. Unheard of in the Old Days!
Thanks for playing, and have a Kick Ass Week-End
nice...i like the contrast of being rooted while the world passes and the importance of migration...great verse...
ReplyDeleteI have a feeling you don't let much pass you by, however!
ReplyDeleteI love "smudges dancing between the lines of earth and heaven"!
Kay, Alberta, Canada
An Unfittie’s Guide to Adventurous Travel
Pat - haha, sometimes I feel like that too Pat, but usually not till February!
ReplyDeleteG-Man - Thanks as always for the comments and the forum!
Brian - Thank you sir.
Kay - Ah, you're great! Thanks for you kind words.