John Shea

Rookie - 249 Points (1-28-50 / Cherry Point N.C.)

March Madness - Poem by John Shea

A winter storm in Jersey south
Stopping by a field of white
I spied a flock of wild turkeys
What a beautiful sight

The beautiful contrast of colors
Against a windfall to hide in the snowy light

They strutted their stuff
But then had enough
Of my curious eyes
Into the windfall they scurried
Well out of sight

Etched in my memory
My excitement was high

I will pass this way
On that old country road

For years to come
In hopes perhaps it unfolds
More visual fun.

Poet's Notes about The Poem

Don Bigley led me to this spot to share a great moment on the 25th of march of 2013. He knew it might inspire a write. He was right.Thank you my friend for I saw perhaps what the pilgrims may have on their arrival to this great country.

Comments about March Madness by John Shea

  • Rookie - 41 Points Al Manacial (12/28/2014 3:33:00 PM)

    I'm on that road. And I see them turkeys! (Report) Reply

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  • Silver Star - 3,964 Points S.zaynub Kamoonpuri (3/25/2013 11:52:00 PM)

    It will. Dis poem was so fab in flow n imagery dat i call it a bravura. I like d strutting line. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 54,510 Points Gajanan Mishra (3/25/2013 8:11:00 PM)

    More visual fun. good write. thanks.
    I invite you to read my poems and comment. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, March 25, 2013

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