Die Polar

The morning arrives shiny and bright
Flowers uncurling a beautiful sight
Horses nostrils flare snorting with delight
Bounding up a mountain to a new height

The reflections are narrow, dark and deep
Slipping in very slow I did not leap
Clawing up at the walls so very steep
Falling in on itself yet celebrating sleep

© 2010-2011  Michael Yost   booguloo@live.comhttp://poetryblogroll.blogspot.com/2011/07/poetry-pantry-is-now-open-57.html?showComment=1310394511640#c3813616720526341534

4 responses to “Die Polar

  1. What discomfort… to be tossed into the abyss of the down side of bipolar. That dark, dull energy oozes from the page.


  2. cool write.

    visiting from poets untied collection.


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