at home

awaiting autonomity
the heart beats for what it’s worth
fecklessly freezing the advance of loss
mercy and surcease rise
minute on the horizon
seen then unseen

mist and smoke
conceal the concentric images
doing the distance
dance til dawn

this aspect of being
balanced by wisps
blown by time
bent to suit

take heed the winds
wherever they arise arrive
forces of nature make poor friends
worse lovers
stay in

in the nest warmth comfort
fortified fully fat and sleek slink
darkness holds the place of desire
deserving creatures sow love
and reap the quiet
wisdom of winter


Louie Spooner Bucklin      copyright 2015


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