Jannie Breedt Poet Free verse

Canada Goose

After the third day
She stopped saying "you must go"
And his kept saying "NO"
Her wing was broke- couldnt fly
Looking up ,saying goodbye
Migrating flock ,noisy and way up high

Overwintering has but one outcome
She tries to think of them, thought of him
Who follows her on scaly webbed feet
Slipping on  the ice, painful wing
Frozen lake,sheet of ice and bleaky  mist
He tries to shield her wing
From gusty wind, it little helps

The snow fox came to steal the egg
She slapped and missed
Broken wing broken egg

Still he waits for the larger meal 
Just out of reach but sure to come
Two dead geese for the price of one

Once last plea for him to go
One of us must live
But he says no

As dead she lies
His hungered honk
Defies an invisible foe
Nowhere to go, it all looks like snow
Too old to live, too cold to care
Slowly walks toward the fox

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Connie Marcum Wong January 25, 2018 at 1:09 PM The harshness of winter and it's affect on creatures is palpable in this sad but beautifully written poem Janine. Lovely! : ) Jannie Breedt January 25, 2018 at 10:17 PM Thank you my Connie

Darlene De Beaulieu October 29, 2017 at 8:50 PM Oh Jannie, this poem is so sad. have a nice evening my friend. Jannie Breedt January 25, 2018 at 10:17 PM Thank you "Darling" de Beaulieu.

Jannie Breedt September 26, 2017 at 12:42 AM Hi Andrea, so nice to have you on my show. Thanks

Thvia Shetley September 25, 2017 at 7:50 AM Wonderful but so sad. Life is brutal at times and this piece illustrates it so well. Well done x Jannie Breedt September 26, 2017 at 12:44 AM Hi Tvhia (the lady with the most wonderful name) Down here the brutallity is rife. Most folk wont look, as if that makes it go away

Andrea Dietrich September 21, 2017 at 7:48 PM oh my goodness. What a tragedy you wove with your words, Jannie. The cruelty of nature very well portrayed in this verse.

Jannie Breedt September 21, 2017 at 2:14 PM I just knew. Besides that all they have i Canada right? Geese and snow what? He he. So glad it hit home Grizzly bear hug Patricia Cresswell September 21, 2017 at 8:35 PM OH I may have to disagree on that point. We have a large country filled with flora and fauna.....oh wait a minute you were just trying to get a rise and I fell for it. Hugs rom the Sasquatch.

Patricia Cresswell September 21, 2017 at 11:53 AM This is so beautiful I was crying while reading it to myself. Jannie you have such a delicate touch with such thoughts. Thank you. It goes into my treasure box. They are flocking here down on the bay larger and larger numbers. In the late afternoon they rise off the water and fly in great Bees to the grain fields above us to glean the last grains fattening for the long flight south. How did you know I loved the geese with a passion.