Noisy Geese Poem by Howard Johnson

Noisy Geese



As the pink dawn rose
Over the mud flats
A serenity unmached

The glassy surface
Becoming a mirrior

For the rising hills
Its solitary wavering

From the noisy conversation
Broken down silence
By the 'Geese'
Waking from the
Roosting night
Ruffled feathers
Setting flight.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Diane Violet 14 January 2012

That's quite a visual, could feel the serenity in that broken down silence taking flight. Thanks Howard!

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