I Stare at Northbound Geese

Imagination flies in the heart of dreamers

 

I stare at Northbound Geese

by jack

 

 

As branches of the sage outside my window move within the breeze

Across the skies methodically fly early clouds like northbound geese

What thoughts might cross the mind of clouds so high up in the morning air

The sights below may matter more to those whom find they are aware

 

Lessons taught on life are offered as the masses travel light

Fine tuning answers, questions plied to help withstand an oversight

Belief is hard to fathom in the words that flow without a course

And ramble down to endless minds reflecting on their wanting source

 

We see it is the geese as they return to places they were born

Instead of flights meandering along a proven path so worn

Should wasting time with endless flights be normal for this precious bird?

Are thoughts of a restful life within the floating clouds a bit absurd?

 

I often sit and think about these things as if I really cared

For everyday outside my office window two eyes sternly stared

Looking for whatever might have filtered through the misty haze

Providing indirection for my lasting out these weathered days

 

Come to me my mesmerizing flock of pretty little friends

And show the signs of everlasting life that constant time does mend

The lasting light of fireflies create their magic glistening glows

To take me to the people that are everyone that no one knows

 

Geese and clouds and all the wind, I’ve latched upon my open door

To lock inside the magic lines that lay below the shallow shore

So here we are a float at sea with nothing pending of our eyes

Except to stare at northbound geese which paint the future in our skies

 

Author's Note

Thank you for reading

Edited version as suggested by Eglantine.

Reviews

[Cara]

amazing poem


I often sit and think about these things as if I really cared

For everyday outside my office window two eyes sternly stared

Looking for whatever might have filtered through the misty haze

Providing indirection for my lasting out these weathered days


loved this part, amazing write, thak you for sharing

[Jack...]

Thank you so much

[Frieda P]

Realizations of life's cycles and going back to the familiar, waiting on mortality....only for you would I read this Jack, I hate geese, they're nasty and dirty creatures, that you've written such loveliness is your endearing character come to light.

[Jack...]

Thanks Frieda, I didn't mean to bring up these creatures that you detest so, I quite enjoy geese as they fly overhead, but underfoot could definitely become a problem.

[Lover Of Words]

This is very deep nice work Jack

[Jack...]

Thanks Kelsey.

[Sami Khalil]

A very deep surreal write with some great metaphors and life's lessons written with a golden pen and magical mind. It is always a pleasure and an honor to read your writes Mr. Ivy. Thank you for penning...:)

[Jack...]

Thank you so much my friend for stopping as you pass by. Your visits are always welcomed.

[Sami Khalil]

It is my pleasure Mr. Ivy and I will keep in touch. Have a great one...:)

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

This is a picture painted in words. I can appreciate all sorts of different writing, and this takes me back to some of the stuff I was stuck on in college. The imagery and metaphor are all there, the likening of something mundane to something introspective is there, I quite enjoyed the read.

[Jack...]

Thank you so much. I appreciate you stopping by.