What’s Good For The Goose, A Restive Poem

When walking they waddle, but now lie here still, These geese nestled soundly on this tiny hill… Resting up now for their upcoming trip, A straight trek due south as the temperatures dip… For now they seem to be enjoying… Read More ›

Heading south

Just imagine… [Begin scene] A pond shimmers from the cool breeze… Leaves drift down from a nearby tree… A flock of geese, once resting on the water, take flight… A collage of whites and blacks stark against the sky… Once… Read More ›