Fly-Thru

down at the park today

flock of geese picking at the ground through last night's miniscule snowfall

must have been about a hundred of them

voicing their complaints

i found a bag of discarded mcdonald's french fries in the parking lot

decided to feed it to them

stirring them into a honking frenzy

they surrounded me

nearly knocking me over

instantly i became a valued part of the flock

a member of the fraternity

with a memory for eternity

like a surprise attack

my only regret is that i hadn't more fries

nor the means to buy each of them a big mac

Reviews

[barleygirl]

I love your title, reminiscent of how the middle of this country is often referred to as "the fly-thru states". That's your midland perspective on the migration trajectory, them geese are just flying thru. This might be the most personally friendly I've ever seen you emote in a nature poem. Oft times you seem aloof, as if something in nature is being observed by you, without getting involved. This time, you really get involved with your nature subjects & it changes everything about the way your poem feels. I've done a walking loop around a pond with geese in my past & I would not feed geese becuz they are SO AGGRESSIVE, even without a hint of food. I find your affection noble (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Pete]

i almost never feed them but there was a discarded container of fries in the parking lot just begging me to give to them. yes, they came charging at me with their honking. i always feel bad because they most aggressive ones get the food and the others are left out. i tried to toss them around so they could all get some but there were too many geese (i estimate about a hundred) and not nearly enough fries. it was a lot of fun though and made my day. i was laughing at their reactions as i fed them. interestingly, they all seemed well fed judging by their size ... :)

[barleygirl]

The curse of life . . . the aggressive ones get the most fries!