Winging

Two geese, rising from a pond beside a freeway

on an autumn morning

 

I matched my car to their speed

and clocked fifty-five miles an hour.

 

In a day, they could make it

to the Carolinas or Canadian Maritimes, easily.

~*~

As I stepped into my garden

a flash of bullet-straight velocity

 

nearly hit me – not a bumblebee

as I first thought, but slightly larger.

 

Later, we saw resting at the feeder

an iridescent green, more like scales than feathers

 

followed by a sharp flash of ruby-throat.

Reminding, smaller notes deserve attention.

~*~

Goldfinches, flitting

within sunflowers:

the differing yellows.

Poem copyright 2017 by Jnana Hodson.
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