Night Flight





Winter looms.

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

Quadrille #50


~reworked from a 50 word micro story (2015) into a 44 word Quadrille poem~


Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2018 BS

26 responses »

  1. They murmur their relief at journey’s end. Ah yes…it must be so!
    On our recent journey to South America and Antarctica, we visited the natural breeding ground of millions of penguins….literally millions. They come to this place each year, swim out of the sea, make their way up the embankments and then, over the many many acres of dry land, they have their burrows and birth their chicks….then care for them, feed them…until they all march out to sea again. The relief they must feel after swimming miles and miles to this place……ah but we anthropomorphize these creatures. But still……I do think they must tire, right?

    • Your trip to see the penguins sounds amazing. Thinking of how nature carries on year after year, on instinct, is a wonderful thing. I’m sure they must get tired after traveling so many miles. Thanks, Lillian. 🙂

    • Thanks, Mary! I like when the geese come here, too. It must be too hot in the summer for them to stay around here. I’m not sure what triggers them to come and go at a certain time of year. 🙂

    • Thank you, Bjorn! I always wonder who gives the signal to start their migration. They arrive in early November here, and are gone back to the north by early spring. We look forward to seeing them again, every year. 🙂

  2. Wonderful, Barabra, I love bird poems! I love the imagery in:
    ‘Casting shadows on the silvery pond far below’
    ‘they murmur their relief at journey’s end’.
    I’m waiting for them to arrive here, too!

    • Thanks, Kim! It seems they have regularly scheduled flights, and actually midnight is one time I do hear them honking as they fly over the house. We see their shadows on the ground, too, as they fly low over our house. How they manage not to bump into each other is a mystery, there are so many of them in the air at the same time.

    • I don’t know what they talk or think about, but they are very vocal about it! I’m sure they are tired after their long journey, though. When they fly over the house, probably in the thousands, they are so loud, they drown out the sound of the TV. I love hearing them fly over. 🙂

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