Polar Bear Bones

They say that, in your dreams,
  a polar bear represents a reawakening….

And there;
In sight;
With the full moonlight off white in the night;
Reflecting a scene
  of extrasolar plight….

Atop a very tall dirt pillar; a plateau;
Was a dead,
more than half rotted
  polar bear
    lying on its back—
Skeleton totally exposed….
  Partly decomposed;
Half white/
  Half hacked—
Face half on
  like the matter of fact.

Emptily gazing at the stars.

I looked at the bear;
Then leapt off the plateau
  soaring into that night.

That curious night.
  So clear— and concise!
    So wildly, peacefully, full of advice.

So scary
So lonely
So nice.

At least I can fly in my dreams.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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