A Poem

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by Jolanta, Apr 14, 2007.

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  1. Jolanta

    Jolanta Member & Antiquitie's Friend Staff Alumni

    I wrote this poem in 1977, while I was a senior in high school. Watching the geese fly north to mark yet another spring has reminded me of it so I thought I would share it. What do you think?

    To a Flock of Wild Geese
    A long V of black shapes against the sky;
    Winging their way North;
    Flying past hunters who would stop them on their journey home.

    The aged leader followed the course set in his mind;
    His children trailing at his wingtips;
    Hardly flying at all but
    Riding on a wave of air.
  2. I thought that was a really good poem , i dont no why, it just really made me think about the way people move on. ( proberly just me being strange..) x
  3. ~CazzaAngel~

    ~CazzaAngel~ Staff Alumni

    Wow!!! :clap:
  4. ^ i love the hand clapping thing Carolyn :)
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