Tired wings seek rest
from long journey’s flight
silhouettes in idle formation,
a landscape upon horizon’s calm.
Feathery leaders
aiming at a vacant field
now waves descending
in orderly swoops, unfolding
as a feathery waterfall.
Canada’s distant from
Hudson Bay shore, vagabonds
looking for a home
an army of wings
honking noisily on the fly.
© 2011 Richard L. Provencher
Website: www.wsprog.com/rp/
Comments
fatboy74 | October 30, 2011 - 19:03
A beautiful song Richard - your poems always remind me of when I first read Robert Frost. :-)
Cavalcaderl | October 31, 2011 - 20:17
new Richard L. Prov
hello! Richard
Well deserved cherry!
This is lovely calming poem.
Thanks. Hope all is well for you both.
julie xx
Richard L. Prov... | November 1, 2011 - 11:58
Thank you FB, what an honour to be compared to Robert Frost. I really enjoy reading his work. Richard LP
Richard L. Prov... | November 1, 2011 - 12:01
And you too, Julie. Thank you for your kind comments. Nature writing is very precious to me, and I also find it calming. Both Esther and I are fine, we continue our daily walk, hand in hand, our 36 years of marriage still a honeymoon. Really. Richard LP