Poetry
Peace-filled Virtuoso by James Carey, Wabedo Lake
A gaggle of geese
Merrily migrating
Haphazardly honking
In symphony no, cacophony yes
Ever contributing nonetheless
A trio of trumpeters
Parading in purity
Elegantly elevating the pitch of the air
With a bold and brassy long-necked blare
On shore, the melodious mourning dove
Not visible but valued
For her calm, cool cooing
Setting the stage for the diva in dive
Then, on cue, she swims up to arrive
Behold, the luxurious loon
Cloaked in black with hint of white
Unparalleled skill with sopranic shrill
Reverberating across the waves
Matched by her mate a mile a way
And of course, the percussionists
Pileateds punctuating the opus
With trains of trauma
On pines once heaping and hallowed
Now harmoniously hollowed
All a peace-filled virtuoso
All a call to follow so