geese resting in a flooded field

in darkness descending cerulean to black
a surprise bursting out of night in harsh
headlight glare
they rested quietly upon the silver flash
of still water
white cheeked upon black neck white contrast
to the dark obscurity that rests opposite daylight
a whole flock lately returned from southern sojourns
skeins soaring across the sky
now in gentle quiescence
small trees grow in summer where they rest
the water recedes, gives way to dry ground
for now, it is home and as I round the bend
they stay with me in perfect

diane o’leary 2009


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