Grey Goose
By Essie Martin

I wish, that I could be the grey

Goose,

With white-down, and shining 

Eyes.

I wish, that I could graze on water

Cress,

Diving down to pebble-brushed

Bottoms.

I wish, that I could soar to thin

Air,

And touch the sky with pale-tipped 

Wings.

I wish, that I could be free,

From

The curse, of your unwanted,

Touch.