I think
that bears
forget being
bears having
accepted long
ago that
being fed
was easier
than foraging
But bears
do remember
and not
only when
at the
end of
a pointy
stick they
are prompted
For bears
unlike humans
have heart
not mind
Category: Poetry
Cows
I’d read somewhere once
that as a storm
builds on the horizon
cows grazing take heed
but unlike people cows
run towards the storm
Funny isn’t it cows
those stupid grass munching
bovines understand the very
thing that people don’t
Storms bring rain and
a storm before you
contains less water than
the same storm that
remains hopefully behind you
Cows being the stupid
animals that they are
accept the inevitable and
charge headlong towards it
For wet is wet
well for cows anyway
Reed
I feel like a
reed stuck in a
swamp unsure how I
got here and wholly
uncertain as to what
if anything I’m doing
being here and not
over there with all
of the other reeds
Reeds are funny things
upright I suppose until
they’re not imposing when
together silly when not
But I suppose as
reeds go I’m lucky
for perhaps being here
is better than being
there for maybe here
I’ll discover some other
reason for being something
other than a reed
Men
Where’d the men go
Did they march off
to some war of
which I was unaware
Were they beamed up
into some alien craft
and swept far away
to some distant planet
to propagate that place
Where did they go
Being a man meant
something once and not
what so many think
What did it mean
Go ask your fathers
father and his father
and his and his
for men have been
gone for a long
time before yesterday and
even longer than today
And I’m wholly uncertain
if they’ll ever return
having been lost to
war or another place
InVsJust
Learning to love someone
is different than falling
in love with someone
Learning to love someone
involves degrees of tolerance
whereas falling in love
almost always eliminates any
idea that one must
