Thursday, March 08, 2007

Sundown Geese
By Don Iannone

Four Canadian geese
...out of formation
......fly
.........straight off
............into the setting sun.

No leaders
...just each following
......his own heart
.........on this lingering
............March evening
...............that wraps itself
..................in the creamsicle orange sunset
.....................painting its way
........................across the western sky.

One last glimpse
...of the fleeting foursome
......now just fading shadow shapes
.........disappearing
............into sundown's last breath.

12 comments:

J. Andrew Lockhart said...

Wonderful work! I like how you layed it out.
I'm ready for spring!

Borut said...

Love it!: Especially:

No leaders--
just each following
...his own heart

!:)

Pat Paulk said...

A beautiful scene you've painted with your words. Excellent Don!!

Dan said...

I echo everybody above me's sentiments!

gautami tripathy said...

I like the layout. Will you teach me this?

Very beautiful..

Bernadette Schaepdryver said...

Words of wisdom Don in the sense of each following his own heart, but nevertheless will they all probably follow each other to the same place, and who knows becoming a group one day, a community, a people, a nation of one, in oneness, even in everyone's uniqueness.

I would almost write a geese alike, but that could perhaps be misunderstood and offend those I didn't wanted to offend. So I will keep it as is. The rest is just to everyone's free mind of thought not in the dark, then within the light of a most beautiful sunrise, a bit later on tomorrow perhaps.

polona said...

wow! this is awsome, don! love the messge and the layout...

Kai C. said...

well done!

QUASAR9 said...

Nature is full of such Beauty
and yet Nature is so so Cruel
See Canadian Geese
on the River Cam
kill the duckling on sight

dead duckling instantly becomes
food for the crow on the other side

Margie said...

Just beautiful Don!
I too love the layout!

Paul said...

Beautiful.

I have to confess though that my first thought upon reading that they weren't flying in formation was that maybe it was because their seasonal migration pattern had been disrupted by global warming!

Don Iannone said...

Thanks all for your insightful and most generous comments.

Often I read your comments and think they are far better than the poem sparking them in the first place.

My blessings for health and happiness to each of you. May God touch your life in ever so special ways.

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