Soundings

A sandhill crane parts
from the ubiquitous gray
of the sky's sordid pastel

its cacophonous laud
augments a sinuous
magnanimity

tonic
panacea of rara avis
riven from the empyrean

tensive guttural keck
of deific strain
imponderable and lonely

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Black-throated
vees of shivaree
southbound overhead

vanguard's descant upon
the current urgency
of the hoarfrost

the gleaned fields
skim-ice on the ponds
vertigo in stillness

timpanic decrescendos
of auld lang syne
glad hand the horizon.

- The Fool

- photo Arthur Morris: Sandhill Crane
- photo Albert Stockwell: Canadian Geese

- This posting first appeared @ "Shouting in the Dark" 2007