Two Short Poems Sketched at Midnight.(Revised).

                      1. 

Spring equinox this weekend;

I wonder why the winter passed so quickly,

I was beginning to enjoy the dark 

                       2.

Saint Patrick`s Day already;

My birthday soon, don`t make me think about it;

I would rather be an eagle soaring far

Without a clock or visa,

Without the power of radar to direct me

Toward somewhere I do not need to go.

Growing old is something I`m not good at,

Just leave me be to contemplate the view,

A grounded eagle, wing clipped and tarsus chained,

But with a mind that looks far over mountains,

The fields and villages, the lakes reflecting stars. 

Trevor John Karsavin Potter.

17th. - 18th. March 2022.