Giggling with a gaggle of geese

Will I ever rest

or is asking the question

proof that

I won’t

*

I tried to write

a poem that would

introduce myself in such a way

that would make you feel

as though you had always known me

and I you

and this was just a connection

after always

like another geese that takes the same

wild path as all the others

honking and calling

to echoes and friends

and me down below

who is calling to you

to look up and see

a bit of me

in each geese

that leaves and comes back

all the way to you

if you look again

the next season

when another geese like me

will fly

but I couldn’t for you

don’t like the way a geese sounds

*

Listen to yourself only

and even then

question all

for it has come from you

and others have been known to be

better listeners