Friday, March 4, 2016

Breathless

The corner of my eye
Caught the swell
Of wings,
A flock of
Canadian geese rose
And began to fly
Along beside me,
Leaving me breathless.

4 comments:

Ramona said...

Love this! I could see the geese. No wonder you were breathless.

Morgan Davis said...

The pace of your lines sounds like the stroke of their wings. Beautiful!

Alan Wright said...

No photo necessary. Your words allowed the reader to clearly visualize the scene you painted with your well chosen words. Poetry is after all our best words in tight spaces. This is what creates the special magic we seek. Thanks for sharing...

Alan Wright said...

No photo necessary. Your words allowed the reader to clearly visualize the scene you painted with your well chosen words. Poetry is after all our best words in tight spaces. This is what creates the special magic we seek. Thanks for sharing...