Invitation to Dream

Made me think of "Wild Geese" by Mary Oliver... my favorite poem...

Omg, that's one of my fav poems too.
I take that as a high compliment, lol
Thank you!

enjoy the peaceful moments delia

Oh thank you so much. I do. There is a goliath amount of peace to be found in nature.
Thx for checking out

We love the chevron geese:)

It was a spectacular scene, the peppered V in the sky. I'm fascinated how they fly that high.
Thx for stopping bye!

I immediately thought of Wild Geese too reading this poem. It evokes similar imagery & emotion. A deceptively simple poem with more than meets the eye

Thank you. The way the sky looked and then I hear this roar of squawking. It was pretty cool. It's the kind of thing most people would not even look up or care, sad. But I know my friends here would appreciate. Have a good night!

Your poem captures a moment of beauty and wonder in nature, specifically focusing on the sight of geese flying in the January sky. The descriptive language and vivid imagery create a sense of awe and invite the reader to share in this experience.
The opening lines set the stage by mentioning the "January sky" and the "invitation to dream." This immediately creates a sense of anticipation and sets a contemplative tone for the poem. The phrase "mental steam" adds a touch of whimsy, suggesting that the narrator's thoughts and imagination have been building up and are now ready to be released.
The poem then shifts its focus to the geese, describing their flight as a "startling, choir of squawk." This phrase not only captures the sound of the geese but also suggests a harmonious and unified movement. The use of the word "extraordinary" emphasizes the impressive nature of their flight.
The mention of the "wedge of geese" and their "shifting chevron flight" further emphasizes the formation and coordination of their movement. The poem highlights the beauty of this natural phenomenon and the impact it has on the observer.
The mention of a few rebels flying off into the "naked night" adds an element of unpredictability and individuality to the scene. It suggests that even within a coordinated group, there are always those who venture out on their own, seeking their own path.
Overall, your poem effectively captures a moment of natural beauty and invites the reader to join in the experience. The descriptive language, imagery, and use of metaphor create a sense of wonder and appreciation for the harmony and individuality found in nature's offerings.

That was an absolutely wonderful comment you left, which means alot to me.
I was hoping I could accurately describe such a beautiful moment in nature so that others may see it too. You have a very kind soul, thank you!!!

Nice imagery with the chevron of geese. And I love how the rebel geese express your spirit. Lovely fusion of nature and mental state

My secret is out, I am the rebel, lol.
That is actually my fav thing to write, fusing nature with human emotion.
Thank you for stopping bye & for the lovely comment!!

That must have been an amazing sight! Love the way you described it

Maybe I'm corny, lol
It was spectacular.
Thank you so very much.
Have a great night!

the simplest events in ones life are eligible for a poet. i can hear the geese now.

I can hear them too 😊
That is an absolute truth, the immense beauty in the simple things is a definite inspiration.
Have a great night!

Very simple, but clear picture.
Calm, and bright!
I might follow to join your rebellious search.

😉 I love a rebel, lol.
Thank you for checking out!

You have such a beautiful eye for the natural world. I always admire the way you capture a single moment and bring it to being.

I'm blushing.
I love nature and if I can give it life,
I hope to bring peace to anyone who reads.
I'm writing about the snow right now, it's really coming down.
Thank you ever so much for such a lovely comment.
I see right through the hard to the soft in you..... ❤️

beautiful Debbie forgive for missing this one I love sharing your day with you 💕

Beautiful Crimsin, you are forgiven 😊
You are so gracious, if the world followed your lead,
What a world it would be.

I fear I may have missed some of your exquisite pieces too. Girl, I luv ya always.......thank you, I'm about to share my day again, lol

Here's to the rebels ay, Debbie?!  Makes me really wanna look towards the sky once again. Great write!

😊 big smile
They were so loud and flew over the top of the house, I just happened to be outside. I looked up and well the rest you read, and by the way, thank you!
We just got dumped with like almost a foot of snow!
And lost power for an hour in 20 degree weather 😲

... and you still like the snow, do you? Sorry to learn of your struggles. Hoping it's only a temporary setback, naturally but scary, I'd imagine!

Read my poem First Snowfall. That's when it was pretty.