Awry
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The geese are circling weirdly, honking, Almost as if they're deciding whether They should stay or go,... But now the thread has gotten lost. I'm not sure what I'd planned to say, And, anyway, the geese have passed. A poem which had started well has Gone awry, and where's the harm? A billion poems have been written, Tens of billions, only to be burnt away By stars which, like ours will, expand, Incinerating those who wrote the words, And those who read, and, in the end, All goes to ash and passes out Of sight, exactly as those honking Birds I'd planned to write about. © Lawrence Beck 2023
Thoughtful and wonderful poem.
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