For today's prompt, I want you to write a travel-related poem. It can be human travel, the migration of swallows, the trafficking of drugs, etc. Some sort of movement from point A to point B.
Snow Birds
The last time we returned
from Florida we passed
a flock of Snow Geese
about a thousand feet below us.
They flew into the setting sun
their black tips like dashes
across a pale white sky.
4/28/2009 3:41:02 PM #701
Saturday, April 25, 2009
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