write a persona poem based upon an animal expression.
Deer in the Headlights
My forests are disappearing
and I am spending more times on your roadways,
dodging traffic and trying to reach the other side.
This ground is hard, it will not grow life
and yet, and yet, it spreads like strangle weed.
How it widens and your beasts growl;
I worried at first how it carried you in its bellies
I thought they had swallowed you up, digested you.
But in watching, I realized you chose this –
being carried along at frightening speed, spewing toxins,
the metal and the fiberglass,
those straps you fasten your young in.
And in the disappearing dark, that I wanted for safety
you posted your halogen lights, as if to replace
the sun itself – oh, how you burn -
trees and fields, even lakes, they’ve turned to ash.
Volcanos’ build mountains, you carved valleys;
storms wash and rage, you flood and plan.
We creatures did not choose this; you did not ask
though I suspect you already knew this curve was coming;
a sharp obtuse turn with a cliff alongside.
Though you carry your own light
you also carry your own darkness;
crossing this road, even you get blinded.
April 1, 2015