Numberless.
The day going home dull light
gathered skyways for seeping dusk
to take over night patrol
and crimson's dusty coverlet
to hide sunset's diaphanous muster
when wonder came into view.
A wink of stars mistily shone
as birds approached from southwest,
white drifting specks on
horizon's crest murmured hoots
while wavering indistinct skeins wrung
countless cries of urge to roost.
Each dot became a bundle
of goose, vigour of muscle suddenly
swooping in riot of noise
feathery myriads of arching
necks steadily beating with instinct's
eye to find security.
With clamour of playground
at break-time I became dazzled with
glorious din of vast sound
as press of geese-thickness
droned in relentless refusal to stop
before line-dropping in droves.
Soon eerie silence as beaks
closed on numberless heads bent
under warm primers after
cease of wild chattering
as mystique surrounds avian need
for crowded sleep composure.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
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- Comment from author about the poem: For a friend who has one pair of geese - - this poem calls attention to myriads more - - hope you enjoy
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Good write Fay.
Than you Orchi.
You never fail dear Fay. This is another example of your imaginative and exceptional pen.
How kind of you to write such a supportive comment of my work dear Michael. Delighted you liked the read of Numberless.
More wonderful words Fay, I was enthralled at that image you created.
Andy
Yes the sight of such masses of bird behaviour is truly enthralling - thank you dear Andy for reading my version of goose-flight to favoured roosting places.
mighty fine words these .. a magnificent moment captured .. forget the Nikons & the Cannons, give the gall a Parker and she will write you a landscape .....
I got a couple of geese too our Fay ..........
Ha -- liking your compliment though I own no Parker - - - and as mentioned in my opener comment I know dear friend that you got a couple of robber-attackers - -- and so pleased you like my attempt at describing geese in their masses................x
........................ I am immeasurably honoured ..................... x
you took a mere 'fly by' and cultivated words articulating each minutia detail of elegance within nature's abundance,
good read Fay
Ah - thank you L.B.- -you honour my tribute to the wonderful minutia we poets can see if we look -- - geese have long enthralled my humble imaginings as they fly en masse to roost where they fancy.
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