Image by Ray Hennessy on Unsplash
This song is mist on a distant hill, a welter of water, whiffling overhead. From unknown skies geese arrive with autumn on their wings, twisting and turning, climbing and falling. This song is a rolling, breaking wave of green on a distant hill. From unknown skies geese arrive with autumn on their wings, twisting and turning, climbing and falling. This song is flouncing blue and grey, an indigo welter of water. From unknown skies geese arrive with autumn on their wings, twisting and turning, climbing and falling. This song is a whiffle of air on feathers as white as the Arctic snow. From unknown skies geese arrive with autumn on their wings, twisting and turning, climbing and falling. Kim M. Russell
For dVerse Poets Pub Open Link on Saturday 18th February, a poem I wrote last June, inspired by a piece of music written by Saffron Summerfield, with some lines taken from another of my poems written back in 2019.
writing in north norfolk 
Lovely poem.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you Marilyn!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Really catchy & descriptive Kim, I enjoyed it! 😁👏👌Especially the repetition of these few lines:
“From unknown skies
geese arrive
with autumn on their wings,”
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you so much for reading and commenting, Ken!
LikeLiked by 1 person
I really love this one, and the repetition really works well with this one… Love that sound of the geese returning.
LikeLiked by 1 person
I’m so glad you like it, Björn. I wasn’t sure which poem to share today, so I chose one I haven’t posted before.
LikeLike
Loving the imagery in this lyrical poem! ❤
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you Layla!
LikeLiked by 1 person
I really enjoyed hearing you read this, Kim. There’s such a beautiful rhythm, and as Björn said, the remains of the villanelle.
I love
“geese arrive
with autumn on their wings”
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you Merril.
LikeLike
You’re welcome, Kim!
LikeLiked by 1 person
I love this, though I don’t love geese.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you Melissa. I prefer geese when they are flying overhead – they can be scary if they chase you!
LikeLiked by 1 person
That’s exactly what happened to me. I was chased by one. Ever since, I’ve not been a fan.😂
LikeLiked by 1 person
Kim, you did sooo good with every word choice. My summary:
“This song is the flight
of geese overhead
Tracing noble path
over hills and seas”
My favorite of yours,
“From unknown skies
geese arrive
with autumn on
their wings.”
..
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you Jim!
LikeLike
This is so lovely, Kim. I just love the refrain. Beautifully done.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you!
LikeLiked by 1 person
I love the repetition and the way it circles around. (K)
LikeLiked by 1 person
That’s what I was hoping for. Thanks Kerfe!
LikeLiked by 1 person
This was beautiful when you read it for us….and just as beautiful in my head as I read it. I LOVE the repetition….as a song…..and your use of “w” words is transfixing. Just a beautiful beautiful poem, Kim.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you so much, Lill! You’ve made my weekend!
LikeLike
This is so beautiful, Kim. I love the ebb and flow of it, all the sensory elements it embodies. I love the phrase “with autumn on their wings.” 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you Sunra for your close reading and comment.
LikeLiked by 1 person
You’re welcome!
LikeLike
Gorgeous, gorgeous poem Kim 😍😍I enjoyed hearing you read and especially love this part; “This song is a rolling, breaking wave of green on a distant hill.” ❤️❤️
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you, Sanaa! It is a tricky one to read without the music as it has an unusual rhythm.
LikeLike
Such a beautiful piece of writing ❤️
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you so much for reading and commenting,
LikeLiked by 1 person
You’re welcome!
LikeLiked by 1 person