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Something Told The Wild Geese

Poem By Rachel Field

Something told the wild geese
It was time to go.
Though the fields lay golden
Something whispered,-'Snow.'

Leaves were green and stirring,
Berries, luster-glossed,
But beneath warm feathers
Something cautioned,-'Frost.'

All the sagging orchards
Steamed with amber spice,
But each wild breast stiffened
At remembered ice.

Something told the wild geese
It was time to fly,
Summer sun was on their wings,
Winter in their cry.

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I do not know if I gave this a good read, but I understood the scene to mean that in the mind of the geese was vividly the situation of winter. I find the diction though quite simple in nature very poetic indeed.
Beautiful. Kind of makes me miss the approaching winter....
Something told the wild geese It was time to fly...…….Instinct guides the ways of birds and animals! Beautiful poem!
Beautiful lyrical poem about natural intuition...
Something told the wild geese It was time to fly, Summer sun was on their wings, Winter in their cry..... thrilling expression. Beautiful poem. Thanks and congratulations for being chosen as the modern poem of the poem of the day.


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