Black Bear

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On a lake wreathed

By morning mist and trees

Impassable and deep

As eyes, I surprised

A black bear

Drawn to the water

Like me, a ghost

A darkness alive

And rippling, shaking diamonds

Off its fur then slipping away

Under trees sagging down

Like the cracked eaves over

Haunted houses - disappearing back

To beginnings, shifting and settling,

Unknowable except for chance sightings

And glimpses, flashing white

Teeth, then flowing back like water

Like glass un-shatters after

A stone.