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Red washes over gold
Contrasting the chill dull gray.
Black trees welcome night.
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Bear 02.13.2019
ⓒBearspawprint2019
Category Archives: Esthetics
Is Not
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Love broken
Almost true
Too sad
To live
Radiant
Glory love
Transmuted
Become pain
Turned teacher
Within
Learning
Self hate
Grieving
Illusion
Being lost
Gullible
No trust
Eternal bereft
Heart love
Destroyed
No inversion
Everything
Has become
Deceit
Your life
Sparkling lies
Is not
Your love
Wavering Maya
Hope mere
Attachment
To fantasy
Dreaming
Your empty
Memory
Voided promises
Howling wind
Whirls my
Dancing words
Into lettered dust
Dry friction
Arching discharge
Accepting
Abyss’ lucid
Mockery
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Agawela … 04.12.2016
ⓒBearspawprint2016
Going Home
Quoting a Bear’s Child
Not too long ago Dear Son IV
said to me “I can’t brain today.
I has a dumb.”
Uh Oh. I didn’t realize it runs
in families.
Safe ——- by Bear
That “I wasn’t aware”
Does not mean I do not care.
It’s merely that
Your burden is not mine to bear.
My own back is stiff
But not in pain, certainly not the agony
You purport yours to be.
*******
*******
That you live in misery
Is plain for me to see.
If I suggest “Why don’t you go
Back in your little room?”
It isn’t really fate and doom.
I merely prefer to not see
What you have come to be.
*******
*******
If you have movement issues
And stagger and fall,
I’ll assume and accuse
“Too many pills won’t cure all ills.”
Even though I know you
No longer have any meds at all.
*******
*******
But if you cry in despair
As your sting-nettle skin
Burns with electric sizzles in the air
And I say
“Can’t you just take a pill and feel better?”
Even though I do know you
No longer have any meds at all.
*******
*******
When the Jinn pull your hair
And whisper curses in your ear,
Alien words that I will never hear,
It doesn’t mean that
I don’t care
It’s merely what I prefer,
When I say “I wasn’t aware.”
*******
*******
So if you love me
Go.
Hide your pain and misery.
Stay in your little room
Wallow alone in your damned
Doom and gloom
So what if your nerves are shot?
Please know that mine are not.
Don’t ask me for sympathy.
Go. Let me be.
*******
*******
It’s not that I don’t care,
I just want to be safe when I say that
“I wasn’t aware.”
*******
*******
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Bearly Haiku
Broad shoulders
Warmed by Summer Sun
The casual indifferent shrug
Echo —- by Bear
My Dear Sweet Love will
find that his redundant
“…But I wasn’t aware….”
has already filled our
echoing hollow future.
Bereft, I’m already there.
Requiem — Mozart — Simon Bolivar Symphony Orchestra of Venezuela
Requiem – Mozart KV 626 Gregory Carreño Simon Bolivar Orchestra of Venezuela
Simon Bolivar Symphony Orchestra of Venezuela
Simon Bolivar National Youth Choir of Venezuela
Samia Ibrahim, Soprano
Katiuska Rodriguez, Mezzo-Soprano
Robert Giron, Tenor
Alvaro Carrillo, Bass-Baritone
Gregory Carreño, Conductor
Sala Simón Bolívar, Centro de Acción Social por la Música
Flashmob “Carmina Burana” Train Station in Vienna
“Carmina Burana” am Wiener Westbanhof
Vienna
“Carmina Burana” am Wiener Westbahnhof, 23. April 2012 mit Solistinnen, Chor und Orchester der Volksoper Wien Produziert für die Volksoper von ppm 2.0, http://www.ppmzweinull.com
Our Only Dance —- Bear
The almost and never was,
Remembered as a dream.
Oh my Dance of Reminiscing
I truly loved you just because.
With your half-way heart
My questions hushed
By your sweet lips kissing
And your “Never let us part”.
You told me that you loved me
But was it really true?
Was there something missing?
It doesn’t matter now, you see.
The almost and never was,
Remembered as a dream.
Oh my Dance of Reminiscing
I truly loved you just because.