Willfully Inextricable

Treed bear, or something, I am here
And help is far away, and hounds are
Howling at my feet. Another day;
They're all the same. The view from
On this branch is nice: the winter sun
Upon the snow, the ghostly trees
Beside the river. If these hounds
Would go back home, or if a bigger
Bear arrived, I might remain where
I have been. I do enjoy the view.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2012-02-10 at 15:12

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