Friday, October 27, 2017

LA LOBA II

Moon Dog 1973


La Loba,
in your dark cave,
under the full moon,
sing.
Sing as you gather the bones
of my brothers, my sisters.

Sing as you lay them down
on the ground.
Place them end to end,
tenderly, carefully,
piece by piece,
until they are whole.
Then breathe life into them
and watch them leap up,
joyous-eyed, tails arcing,
teeth snapping and smiling
around the fire.

Sing,
as they take my heart with them
and run away,
beautiful, laughing and free,
into the welcoming
midnight forest.

La Loba, sing!


A poem from 2013, shared with the Poetry Pantry at Poets United, great reading every Sunday morning. 


26 comments:

  1. Gorgeous! I felt myself leaping inside as I read this.

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  2. piece by piece,
    until they are whole.
    Then breathe life into them
    and watch them leap up,

    Great imagery here Sherry! There has to be a finality, that's right!

    Hank

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  3. What a wonder-world, this is! Beautiful Sherry.

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  4. This is sad,Sherry; but it has hope in it as well!

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  5. I love how you manage to make the raising from death can be done with such sweetness

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  6. wow very gentle and uplifting to breathe life into the bones Beautiful Wouldn't that be wonderful

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  7. This is terrific Sherry.. how atmospheric..!

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  8. Your canine poetry is very touching and so meaningful as their world collapses around them (and us). Sadly we no longer believe in the balance of nature so we carelessly eliminate species that do important jobs. Humans are such fools.

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  9. You always fill your poetry with soul, Sherry, and this is no exception with it's flowing narrative from dark cave to midnight forest.

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  10. This is absolutely gorgeous, Sherry!💞

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  11. a resurrection poem of great force Sherry

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  12. What a lovely song!! This reminds me of the man who with his guiatar, sang to my Mom in her final days.

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  13. I want to run outside and howl a song of spirited life after death. This is beautiful. Grace-filled wild.

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  14. You write so eloquently of wild things, Sherry. A beautiful write!

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  15. This is gorgeous writing Sherry! What a gift this morning!

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  16. Written in a joyous folk tale mood Sherry. I really enjoyed this.
    Thanks for dropping by my Sunday Standard today

    Much💖love

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  17. An eerie poem filled with hope and resurrection...beautiful!

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  18. Stunning! Brilliant! The act of breathing life into bones - is so impactful ... poignant - and yet - such buoyant joy flows from this passage. This is a really fantastic piece of writing, Sherry.

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  19. Sherry, another wonderful poem, I can imagine the bones in place waiting for resurrection in a new form.

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  20. That's a nice poem and story: has a Halloween element to it. In case you celebrate Halloween, Happy Halloween Sherry!

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  21. Sing, sing...beautiful Sherry ~

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  22. Ah oooooooooooooooooooo

    This was my primal response:)

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