Silly Geese

Across the country road
the geese stepped out
from one verge
to another.

Not to scare them I
drove slowly, then stopped
as they stood before me,
staring, their paddle feet
squarely on the road.

Their drover looked at me,
at them, then rolled his
eyes to the sky. Looking
up the road then down,
he waved me on around
his feathered goosey charges.

As I continued down the
road my rear vision mirror
showed that flock of geese
waddling into their new field.

They showed me why
we call a foolish one
a “silly goose”.


Previously posted September 2016.

Silly Geese