Night

by Ethel Mortenson Davis

The laughing
black bear
disappears
into the sky-
I know he’s there
only because
of the glints
of light
flashing
in his eyes.

copyright,I Sleep Between the Moons of New Mexico, 2010.

7 Comments

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7 responses to “Night

  1. Caddo Veil

    I love this one, Ethel.

  2. THE BLACK BEAR

    I am relieved he is laughing today
    For when he roars I am terrified

    He shows me his changing moods
    That I may learn to temper my own

  3. Tonight he has his eyes closed because he hides from the hunter’s bow and arrows.
    😉 x

  4. Julie Catherine

    Love this one, Ethel! 🙂

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