Bones Poem by Gabrielle Ciarann Roniyah Baer
Bones
The steeliest, kindest eyes in the Fleet,
watching,
piercing with laser insight
and fierce ill-logic,
any mind:
alien, human, friend as truly as foe.
No pretense,
no facade survives his ice-blue gaze.
No arogance,
no cruelty endures his life-loving wrath.
Once felt,
that wrath heals while it burns.
Once known,
he is the deepest, truest friend.
'Bones, '
dated 05/30/77
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