Monday, October 21, 2013

Poem a Day 21

A Buddhist Fable

Once a cunning old woman was out and about,
nosing in things she did not understand,
when she was attacked by a mighty bear
and fled up a tree.

The bear with his claws reached 'round a fork
just below her, and with a swift, cunning hand,
she grabbed both its paws and held them there;
it could not reach her, nor flee.

Along came a man, a simple lout,
afraid of the beast, and she said to him,
"Help, and together we will kill this bear,
and both be free."

And he grabbed the bear;
and she ran away;
and no longer alive was he.


  1. Brigitte Darnay11:13 AM

    Your poems and those of my very own "Poet Laureate" are my first online searches every morning. For the last twenty one days I have been "enraptured"...

  2. branemrys7:08 PM

    I'm glad you're enjoying them!


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