Another morning walk, quite cool after a little unexpected rain. I’d just entered the first field when I heard the distinctive sound of B52 bombers warming up at the nearby airbase about 3 miles away. Unmistakable. Then, really out of the blue a V shaped gaggle of about 20 Canada Geese flew directly over me heading towards the airbase and I stood mesmerised for a few minutes. This Haiku popped into my head, does it make sense to anyone?

Categories: Haiku

Tags: geese, Haiku, metaphors, war