Have you ever met a flame?  
Someone so beautiful,
You don't notice when they burn the world around you?
Someone so gentle,
You don't feel the heat?
Someone so graceful,
You only see their dance?

And so you follow,
Blind to the destruction in their path,
Numb to the burn every time you get close.
Knowing the only cure to this madness is to extinguish the flame.
But you go on,
Burning in euphoria.

My Little Black Bear
Down by the singing river
Dancing with fate
Little ducks take to the rapids
Away from your dinner table
Off to the banks
You stand your grounds
Tall as you are wide
Your initials in the terrain
Cursive is the eye tooth that reigns
I see you
Posing with the lilies,
Elves and dwarfs
As the western sky looks down
Casting whispers
Is your closet filled
With both helping
The meek and sustenance
Under the skirts of nature
You're having an ****
Robbing all the salmon
And berries
Then slumbering under a tree
Tummy full
Those ******* eyes of yours
Catching shut-eye,
a couch potato, a game of the week
Your wide open mouth
Catching a bee,
A refreshment
That long smile on your face
Backpacking a dream
Mama and her cubs having your back
In some ways
My little black bear ...
hear, here
I see you, in me

Logan Robertson

8/08/2018

the afternoon rose
seeking a willing bowl to
drop its fragrance