Poet’s Note: I looked up as a flock of geese were flying by, loud in their honking. Then, silence. Then, a few minutes later, that one lone goose tries to catch up. It had me thinking ..
I wonder about that one lone goose
overhead
in search of the flock:
how did he spring loose
and why does he seem so lost?
I’m reminded of that student of mine who sings a solitary tune
as others mill about, moving on
and leaving him standing alone, oblivious,
until the last second
when it dawns on him that everyone else is gone.
I suppose that even daydreamers
have to fly.
Peace (in and out of the flock),
Kevin
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November 4th, 2009 at 10:59 pm
Thanks for image of the goose/student, Kevin.
I’ve seen both. Sometimes I feel like one myself
(a loner, daydreamer…not a goose).
There’s something about a poem.
They just feel right.
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