Flock Poems

Flock Around the Clock

Like birds of a feather 

That flock all together 

Like the sifting sands of time

Cuz when we're together 

We're safe from the weather 

And the many hills we climb

Like snow on the heather

Enduring the weather 

By the full moon's gentle light 

We're bound by that weather 

Our children together 

Sleeping safely through the night

A BLUE FLOCK

A BLUE FLOCK
this
early summer 
morning
gives
flight to
a blue
flock

© 2025 Sara Etgen-Baker

The Dog

Alone,
the dog outrides the flock,
warning away the terrors of night.
He sees
the cheery glow of the shepherds’ fire,
murmured talk and quiet laughter
float past him softly
on the chill autumn breeze.
He longs
to sit with them beside the light,
sharing avidly
(tongue lolling,
 slyly smiling)
in their good-natured jokes
but that is not his place:
He is a dog and no man
and his place

For Every Sheep in the Flock

Grant me sunrise, cruel warden
Would you deny me that which makes us human?
What violent hatred grips your heart
To demean and dehumanize so freely and purely

How is it that you dream, violent warden
To so easily reveal your true intention
But sing it so cruelly under the guise of love?
Do we see the sky the same?

Sing unto me,

A Flock Is Encircling an Esophageal White Sky

Above a beached bleached paperback, "The Doors of Perception",
a pent-up penchant for greed is flung wide open:

The esophagus of a seagull sky grows narrow
until one seagull stomachs trash with zero
tolerance for sharing. Squeaky double doors apprise
descending gulls this bird has wings doubling in size.

Squishy moist sand, footprint-ridged into pouty lips,
chased-away seagulls waddle toward crushed crumbs.
Captains

Returning to the Flock

The grass seems greener on the other side, so we sometimes forget that the Lord will provide. We step away from the safety we receive so we step into danger and then we start to grieve. The wolf hides among us and we naively don't see the snare, until we're caught up in the unknown

Strayed Sheep

   Cliff hanger story - 
   Freshly shorn scrawny
   Steady assembly ruptured
   Atop rocky bluff rugged
   Shivering survival questionable 
   Seceder’s dream quenchable

   Reject herd abide proffer
   Select solo sailor prosper
   Convention no obstacle 
  

Dear Flock of Mine

Dear flock of mine, how far you’ve strayed from me.
I find you here above this tranquil shore
where sunlight glitters down upon the sea.
How unconcerned you seem, and even more -
nearby a precipice some of you stand!
How sad would be your fate if you should fall.
Mere creatures though, you cannot understand
how very close to death you

A FLOCK OF SEAGULLS

A blanket of turquoise and sapphire blue;
cacophonous gray and white plumage sail.
Skimming along the sea’s light foamy hue;
a blanket of turquoise and sapphire blue.
Beauty in flight, soaring the sky’s vast view;
they flock together on a grander scale.
A blanket of turquoise and sapphire blue;
cacophonous gray and white plumage sail.

A blanket of turquoise and sapphire blue;
skimming along

Wake me up from this shock

You lead the park but scare no sheep,
An ewe went astray while you sleep,
Why weren't you on call round the clock?
To care for and protect the flock.
Your meow is just too soft a bleep,
No shepherd rules you could just keep.
How will you keep away the fox?
When your greed desires too the cocks.
The sadness you caused

Flock of Geese

                a flock of geese honks
              flying in blue skies above
                

flock of phantoms

blackbirds …

innumerable …
clouds and washes of them
I grin to myself -
symbolism …
you taught me that
and more … (and less)
you taught me the difference between
love and lust … and Love
but you used a dull knife to cut,
and those wounds fester …
I still tend them, despite decades
you were younger than I
but far more experienced … wiser
I could

flock unkind murder

flock unkind murder
constituency water pup
hippocampus dreams

Howling truth ambushing the flock

Wolves are smart creatures
they do not devour old sheep 
when there is plenty of young to prey on 
so their focus is set upon the mother 
because she will do everything in her power 
to defend her baby 
Singling out one of the weakest in the herd 
they begin to prowl on their mission 
once

farm alarm

a helicopter combs
the hillside
sheep scatter like dandruff

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