Linda

POETRY IS WHAT THE SOULS OF THE ANCIENTS SPEAK TO THOSE STILL SEEKING WHAT IS MOST BEAUTIFUL IN THE WORLD. FROM: LINDA

Thursday, January 23, 2020

Thank you to Duane Vorhees for publishing this poem 
on Duane's PoeTree.

https://duanespoetree.blogspot.com/search/label/Linda%20Imbler





Burying My Cat

The storm raged and left,
so the forest ground is soft.
I imagine all the bones
to be found in five year’s time.
But, I always knew
he did not want to be dead,
and as his meows
echo through the air,
I am called to follow
him to our mutual end.

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