Unprovoked Enmity

in the distance a voice thunders
irate, inconsolable
a thousand stones raining down
high to low, gaining momentum

a mother bear with suckling cubs
cowers in her den
a hare, its ears flat against its back,
lays motionless in the thicket
but for the twitch of its nose

even the raven, with her blue-black feathers
closes her beak, twists her head,
tilting and pitching her neck
ever so slightly
to catch a better glimpse,
takes wing silently

from the cold blue she sees him there
shaking, tormented, alone in his ire
the raven tips her wing
angles back around
then tucks her wings for speed
and continues west
without a backwards glance

in his agony and bitterness,
he noticed her not,
instead shouts and bellows his anger,
his sadness, his utter despair
until in a fit of rage, unprovoked
he vomits his fiery mania,
a passion of violence

birds burst from their branches,
the sow, two cubs in tow,
barrels down the shale gravel slope
the hare and the deer and the pine marten
the fox and the wolverine forgo their animosity
in a moment of terror,
abandon their burrows for lower ground

his unjust revulsion continues
belching and blowing and
spewing from his mouth until,
with a final shudder,
he is, for a moment, at peace

he grumbles,
turns then falls into a fitful sleep,
at times shifting or restive but
his fury, for now, lies dormant
until the next time he awakens


tara caribou | ©2020

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