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Several Poems

These poems were written down at various times during the past ten years but they persist and echo always in my mind's ear.

 

IN THE PARK

 

They're haying in the park.

Head to head; nose and toes.

The prize:

Fate's dark repast.

 

THE WHITE BIRD

 

Yesterday, up on the chalk,

I saw a white bird.

Seagull or kestral?

She leaned upon the wind.

 

TWO MANTRAS FOR HARD TIMES

 

Moste laria.

Morte d'Artur.

 

TALKING TO THE BEAR

 

1:

Do hibernating bears dream?

Yes, of flying.

Of speed and grace.

Stirring, turning about,

befurred and befuddled,

they bob and weave,

moving down again

into high grass,

butterflies,

and earthbound acts.

 

2:

What do bears do about love?

Nothing really.

Does love persist?

Hair falls, memory fades, but love...

What if loved ended?

Unendurable (unbearable).

 

3:

Where do bears go in hard times?

Inside.