My son sent me pictures of Canada Geese on his campus. He says they are everywhere, and loud.
The perfect goose poem already exists, and I shared it recently here. I wrote a quatrain anyway.
There go the migrating geese,
Rending all the air with cries,
Writing on the blue with vees,
Cries and vees that fill the skies.
Rending all the air with cries,
Writing on the blue with vees,
Cries and vees that fill the skies.
©Ruth Bowen Hersey
5 comments:
I loved your image of "writing on the sky with vees..." I teach my students about geese and their flying pattern to teach them all about co-operation and teamwork. Inspiring birds.
I love the quatrain with the perfect rhymes. Canada Geese are the best. I love the memories the photos and your poem bring back.
Ruth, This is a fun and observant post. I'm not sure I like geese - the loudness, the poop, the territoriality - on the ground. I do like to see them fly in their V. Can you tell me why some of the birds have an asterisk next to their names on the list? Just curious. Thanks.
Hi Carol. Thanks for your comment. When I asked the same question, I was told that those are nights when they are especially encouraging people to turn out their lights so that the migrating birds won't be confused.
Birdtober! I love it! I love birds in general and write about them often. Geese are special to me because my father loved them - his birthday is in October so he and geese were layers woven into my SJT post. Your lovely quatrain captures the echoing, rhythmic calling of the geese.
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