Praying to St. Clare de pobre on a sunny day..

Old muse is kicking in.

Praying to St. Clare de pobre on a sunny day..

I have gave up, I have given in. I was so tired.

I decided I had enough and I didn't want to move.

I decided to wait for death by Lake St. Clair.

I knew death was a patience god and I could live a-day,

I could live a week. I could live 40 more years.

I love Lake St. Clair.

She was name for St. Clare de pobre by a French explorer in 1679.

I have always felt safe here.

I sat near the Clinton river leading into Lake St. Clair and

I wanted St. Clare de pobre to come and sit with me.

To tell me, I am alright.

I closed my eyes and I listen to the river.

I knew she would not come and

her memory was enough for me.

After a time,

I felt peace and calmness and I told the Lake St. Clair.

No-one will die today and tomorrow will come.

Dancing Coyote

Author's Note

Thank you for reading.

Reviews

[Betty Hermelee]

nothing more peaceful and serene than sitting by your favorite lake, named after an explorer.....it's place of meditation, and dreams; one feels protected there, safe there and one wanted to die, this would be the place....but there is sometimes tomorrow.
Lovely John.
Best, B

[Coyote Poetry]

One of the London writers told me last year. Lake St. Clair was named for St. Clare de pobre by a French explorer. Thank you dear Betty for reading and the comment.

[Betty Hermelee]

You're very welcome John!
Best, B

[DIVYA]

Your memories are beautiful always and so is the wisdom to which your remembrances lead. So good to read you today, dear Coyote.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Divya for reading and the comment. We must have places to gather our thoughts.

[DIVYA]

You are most welcome, my friend.

[red93]

Fabulous Work again Coyote. The Peace and Blessings of St Clare be with you ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you my friend.