For A Go There Is Come Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

For A Go There Is Come



Snow is on the ground
The icicles hang strong
For morning, sun is up
I’m mused, with photo

One bird flies in the sky
Flapping wing is drone
Washington’s ugly sign
“It’s a death to Afghan”

It is seagull.

With winter departing
Their race is returning

Is this one a pioneer?
What about engineer?

This presence is a sign
In no time they’ll come.

Friday, March 7, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Soon the snow and the icicles will be gone and the seagulls will be endless.
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