Letters from a Psychotherapist
Poems
Ursa Major
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Ursa Major

Poems to Carry in the Blood - One that I wrote as a younger man.

Ursa Major

I am certainly

no big bear

but in winter

when sky darkens

& earth is bright with snow

my fur grows

thick as a bed of pine needles

my belly fattens

like a yawning moon

ready for cold months

& scarce game

my hands & feet

become sluggish paws

I want to curl

up in my cave to dream

of fish & wait

for spring

By j.e. moyer

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