a mechanic's vision

Bearings and Seals


Lost among the floes, the Arctic twilight no more 

Than a remembrance of summer, my wit abandoned 

To the hunt, I am a fool caught in a world that has 

Become unfamiliar. Many days and many nights 

I have stood by this hole, spear poised. Now that 

I turn for home empty-handed I find my sled tracks 

Lost to the wind. The sky is white, the earth is white. 

For the want of a seal I will perish. Fear grips my gut 

When hours ago I felt only hunger. I am ashamed 

To be a man caught out, ashamed to have lost my way, 

Ashamed that I will join my ancestors weak and hungry. 

Is it my destiny to lose my bearings while hunting seals? 

I will put faith in my dogs. I will give them their lead. 

I will follow. Together we will live, or together we will die.

Poetry by jim The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2018-01-21 at 21:23

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Marie Cadavieco The PoetBay support member heart!
What a fascinating insight into the mind of a man who has realised that he is the victim of his own blinkered desire.

Despite that, I am left hoping the dogs can do better...

Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
What a wonderful snippet. The play on words with the pic is good too.

Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
A delightfully matter-of-fact poem describing a sad and terrifying situation. Well done!

josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
Wow that a magnificent spring board from “bearings and seals” wonderful imagination, Jim. I could feel the tension and the fatalism. Love it!