| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 09/21/07 at 03:28 AM Nice. Really nice. |
| Posted by Jean Mollett on 09/21/07 at 04:08 AM Hi Kristina,
Yeah, the geese and the other birds will let ya know, it's taht time of year. Watch your head too. instrad of Honk, it's bombs away. oh yuck. |
| Posted by Jean Mollett on 09/21/07 at 04:08 AM that's instead. |
| Posted by Jean Mollett on 09/21/07 at 04:09 AM and that's. oops, oh well. |
| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 09/21/07 at 03:24 PM I haven't heard the geese here yet, but the chilly autumn mornings with their call to bring along the sweater... |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 09/21/07 at 03:35 PM That is great! We should give such good directions! But many of us don't even know up from down. |
| Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 09/21/07 at 10:29 PM Love this poem and am running out to search the sky! run run running!
clicky here for my honk! (opens in new window)
goose: @> |
| Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 09/21/07 at 10:31 PM oops the goose! hit "back" button to return to glorious poem! |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 09/22/07 at 01:19 AM You've caught one of the essences of Fall in this succinct and colorful poem. |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 09/22/07 at 06:54 PM I'm honking. Fascinating take one of nature's most captivating bi-annual events; it's always nice to see them come back in the Spring. :o) |
| Posted by Kyle Anne Kish on 09/25/07 at 04:07 AM I'm honking. I get it! A grand poem for this time of year. I've heard the geese already. |
