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Tuesday, July 21, 2020

WHEN YOU LOVE A WILD THING II



When you love a wild thing
your heart becomes wild too.
You gallop together joyously
along deserted beaches
to the roar of the waves
with an exultant song
of freedom in your heart.
You track through old growth forests,
padding gently on the mossy floor,
alert for other critters
in the bush.

You walk the beach
to the moo of Lennard's Light,
in fog so thick that others' voices
are disembodied spirits
that emerge, startled and laughing,
when you get close.

When you love a wild thing,
your heart soars with eagles
and is tethered to the land
only by love.
When you love a wild thing,
the bond of devotion
runs deeper than any human
you have ever encountered
was capable of.

And when you lose a wild thing,
your heart resists
its return
to being tame.


for my prompt at earthweal: Messages from and encounters with the wild.


10 comments:

  1. Love all your poems about your dear dog... the last verse is so true and so beautiful..

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  2. I love this Sherry, when you love a wild thing it changes your life and perspective.

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  3. I've never had a direct relationship with a wild animal. It must have been such a wonderful experience and i suspect it illuminated your own wild inner self.

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  4. Beautiful. I love the last verse. It is so true - our love for wild things does stop us becoming too tame. Suzanne of Mapping Uncertainty

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  5. Oh to be where the wild things are!

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  6. I'm reading poetry again! And yours is a bright breeze through my soul. I believe in the wild of nature, I know it's there.

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  7. Love always opens us to more of life.

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  8. Ok, trying to comment and love your poem and your post at earthweal.

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