Monday, March 4, 2019

HEAVEN LAKE (23) ~








Snow Country







It’s the snow that runs the show

After a blizzard we look out from the house



See nothing but snow for miles

Tall trees come down with the weight of the snow



Horses cradle together beneath the softwoods

The bluejay flies as a darting color



And there are people out there somewhere

Hidden away until Spring






She Knows





She’s the one who sets the traps

Catching the mice under the kitchen cupboard

Friendly traps that often nabs a mouse by the tail



So she let’s the mouse go

Then sets peanut butter

Further into the trap



When the mouse returns

It gets it at the neck —

We are all hunters



With that in mind

Every mouse kill

She takes out into the woods



Onto a fine flat stone

For a fox she knows

That tracks through






To Me






as she leaves

she becomes

gorgeous







The Secret






Have secrets

Share them







Getting There





half

way



doesn’t

cross



a

bridge





_____________________


Bob Arnold
Heaven Lake

Longhouse 2018