El Morro Area Arts Council

                Poet's Page                                August 6, 2009

                                                               Welcome to our two newest poet members!

                           Doug Bond                                          Margaret Sage                        

                           Some Old Guy                                                 I Heard Butterflies                          
                                                                                       

                                  I gaze through the mirror                               I married young, a replacement
                                  darkly                                                                for you. When we bicycled
                                  and behold in the reflection:                          you stopped my fragmentation.
                                  generations                                                       And then you disappeared. Bicycle
                                  a step ahead.                                                     with me again. You have not
                                  With heads now hoary                                    diminished in me.
                                  they have faces wrinkled                              
                                  with wisdom formed
                                  by years
                                  of learning to love                                           Absorbed
                                  the sometimes unlovable
                                  without condition,                                          You will not call me.
                                  and by the transformation                             
                                  of worry                                                             I am married. It’s been
                                  into peace.                                                       
                                  Now fifty,                                                          long since your voice
                                  Finally                                                              
                                  I am willing to concede:                                 accumulated inside me.
                                  I am willing to appreciate                               
                                  that some old guy                                            Call me. Your voice
                                  is really                                                            
                                  someone special,                                              is washing away.
                                  because of                                                       
                                  hard won                                                           I want you to call,
                                  humanness.                                                     
                                  I sense I too am winning,                                and then your voice     
                                  though uncertain
                                  and fearful                                                         will wash away again. 
                                  of the reward,                                                  
                                  as I behold my reflection 
                                  in that of others
                                  a step ahead.  

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                                   by Doug Bond                                                by Margaret Sage

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