Winter flight


Lance Sheridan

Winter flight of the cold, of geese,

unfolds the frost, snow has no


the depth of the freezing temperatures

is in the reflected pond, the geese cannot


snow laden wings tire the unforgiving snow

below waiting to entomb the silhouettes of


the breath of the wind on the bough of the tree,

melancholy are sounds of warmer days


timelessness of the hills where inhabitants existed,

they feel the loneliness, the grip of frost, forgotten


the sunset opens the window to the night, flurries

begin to fall like brittle glass, moonlight guides their


to dream of summers past

soaring, endless into


Copyright © 01/13/2013 lance sheridan®


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