Gershon Wolf Poet Free verse

The Moments My Duck Left Me

 
             There, over the top of that garage, Look!
                a magenta-colored cloud 
                      against a clear blue background
               
               And see! It’s head’s like a duck’s crown 
                  its bill pointed, orange 
               And there! The feathered wings on either side
                  white and layered. They're real!

                It’s not moving either. Not even a millimeter
                   Like when I was a kid. Suspended in time...   

                Oh, I feel a slight breeze now
                    And oy, the duck bill is inching forward
                 Its bill is losing its sharp point
                     Its neck elongating

                  O, please don’t go, my duck. 
                      Ah, but you’re going… going

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sara Etgen-Baker July 31, 2026 at 2:54 PM I love watching clouds.....and the formations do disappear so fast. 😊

Regina Elliott July 28, 2026 at 2:39 PM Hi Gershon, good one. I gaze at cloud formations from the patio, they’re fascinating. Your superb write is quite familiar to me. Had to go inside early in the afternoon today- too hot. Shalom :)