Geese Poems - Poems about Geese

...Silly goose goose goose You dance so loose loose loose In your pajamas white and red. Are you the infamous goose Old Ned? Who says I am silly? Ned asks, a bit peeved. He is wearing his pajamas......Read More

... I’m Bruce the goose And fly with geese I follow the rules In forming V’s And being a goose Sometimes I lead Then play caboose To lessen breeze Yet I faltered Their perfect V’s When I ......Read More

...long stretched-out nights shrink icicles melt drip by drip wild geese honk in flight pushing through thawed soil shoots rising toward the sun crocuses sprouting green dapples the t......Read More

... It's good to hear the geese going places I wait for the last honk and return to the keyboard. Occasionally the earth and sky gets symphonic, each sound-stream orchestrated to build upon othe......Read More

...Purpose needs a point North and South poles firm Directing movement When alone poles go nowhere My compass spins without rest Hoping true North is out there Even geese know where South lies......Read More

...little high with drinks the mind spins with delusions sees many visions two headed shadows from two adjacent lamp posts lose destinations three deer on the trail show their grace and elega......Read More

...rainbow of flowers multitude of flags flutter the sepals-accept v-formation geese the royal air force power crown jewels fly high crows in ebony great britain’s bobbies whistle co......Read More

...I live in a cozy pocket just north of a big city and outside my window I see something pretty. It is a pond where the Canadian geese live. It is a pond where the water life gives. I've seen one o......Read More

...A well timed hamlet ponders the evening sky A graveyard still with silence The hillside sinks slowly from view Glaring clouds are driven A procession of geese evades capture The bluish cave ......Read More

...Perfect dancing in the sky Seagulls fly and glide Singing, landing on spring grass Sky so blue of breezy glass Sifting, drifting finding sun In the light of glorious youth In the rustic haze......Read More

...The lake has its own orchestrated acoustics. The quaking of oboes and the bassoon-ing honks of a skein of geese conduct a loosely scored morning air. Rustling reeds chime in fluted stems, a ......Read More

...My mam used to clean at Billy Bulson’s farm, A magical place of mystery and charm, With geese that cackled and hissed and every day. Without my mam I’d have run away As they charged with flapping......Read More

... Geese flying in V formation on the clothes line – my sweater flaps in the breeze March 25, 2023 For Suzanne Delaney's Write Bantus Poetry Contest ......Read More

... Our outside road may have a billion steps, but the inward journey has just one: this step. By poet. The geese fly back to the light o......Read More

...Owning a barn was one of your wish lists Reaping a fruit tree is not a work of an altruist. They said blueberry jams are your favorite Wonder if you’ll eat them at once: Savor it! Did you colle......Read More