Home To Roost Poem by Kay Ryan

Home To Roost

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The chickens are circling
and blotting out the day.
The sun is bright,
but the chickens are in the way.
Yes, the sky is dark with chickens,
dense with them.
They turn and then they turn again.
These are the chickens you let loose
one at a time and small—
various breeds.
Now they have
come home to roost
—all the same kind
at the same speed.

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M Asim Nehal 09 March 2016

Nice humour in your poem, thanks for sharing

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Kay Ryan

Kay Ryan

San Jose, California
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