The geese do not know which way to turn
they have been circling the equator for days now
not one of them is qualified to drive the jumbo jet
and I have hijacked her dream.
The elephants have gone on strike
demanding double pay and a shorter week
while the iguanas are busy searching the dictionary
for words they can use in their defence.
She looks for others to pilot her past
the dining-room table on which a vase of daffodils
waits for the clocks to forward
the nose cone misses but the noise still shatters the glass.
© GERALD ENGLAND
Composed: Gee Cross, 27th March 1993
1994 The Endless Mountains Review (USA)
1998 The Free Cuisenart (Internet)
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