Sometimes bears find a pathway so obviously well placed that they create their own trails by the simple device of using it that often. Perhaps this one turned to pass near a honey tree.
Finding My Way
So what I'm trying
to do is find the way to you
whether it's summer
nights camped outdoors
or winter's chill dim indoor
days and nights that go
forever, ever
on and on, slaying
my thoughts of winding bear trails
and your honey trees.
August 25, 2010 8:40 PM
Hurry
6 days ago
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The chicken crossed the road. That's poultry in motion.