September's Song

By Richard L. Provencher
Sun, 30 Oct 2011
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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/
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A beautiful song Richard -
A beautiful song Richard - your poems always remind me of when I first read Robert Frost. :-)
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new Richard L. Prov hello!
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hello! Richard
Well deserved cherry!
This is lovely calming poem.
Thanks. Hope all is well for you both.
julie xx
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