Under cover of dark midnight they fly,
Casting shadows on the silvery pond far below.
Silent stars guide from above.
Gracefully gliding, circling lower, they murmur their relief at journey’s end.
The geese have arrived.
Their migration completed, they
Wait for spring.
Thanks for the prompt word, De!
For dVerse Poets – Murmur…Quadrille 44 Words
~reworked from a 50 word micro story (2015) into a 44 word Quadrille poem~
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