Friday Poetry: Rachel Field

Well the weather is starting to upset me, I want it to be summer again. I really dislike getting up in the morning and it is dark and coming home from work in the dark and when the clocks go back at the end of October it will be even worse.

So todays poem is about migrating birds. I must admit I am rather envious of the Wild Geese following the sun.


Something Told the Wild Geese


Something told the wild geese

It was time to go.

Though the fields lay golden

Something whispered, – ‘Snow.’


Leaves were green and stirring,

Berries, lustre-glossed,

But beneath warm feathers

Something cautioned, – ‘Frost.’


All the sagging orchards

Steamed with amber spice,

But each wild breast stiffened

At remembered Ice.


Something told the wild geese

It was time to fly, –

Summer sun was on their wings,

Winter in their cry.


Rachel Field


Happy reading.

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