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This roof compresses my pain
Too tight knotted freedom binds
The sitting ghost composes wishes
Shuts the door heavy everywhere
The anguish I cannot contain
Swims in a liquid sky
Escaping through windows
The burning meteor glass
Shatters in rising suns
What sorrow has come again
Having never dispersed
The war twists dancing
On one leg stork stepping
Is joy an illusion of the insane
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Bear…07.30.2016
ⓒBearspawprint2016
Reblog
Category Archives: heartbreak
The Shut Door
The Shut Door – non fiction
Not so long ago, late October of 2015, in an extremity of exhaustion, … physical and emotional, my little car’s gas gauge even said empty, I went to a close relative’s home to ask to rest there for the night. Before I could ask for help, I was harshly turned away. My loved ones answered the door and yelled at me “WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE??? ARE YOU CRAZY???!!!” This was at 8:00 PM.
I sat for a while, looking at the locked house, trying to collect my destroyed self back into my exhausted body from where I had shattered in a silent explosion of despair and grief. I didn’t understand what had happened.
It is true I did not follow proper social protocol and telephone several days ahead to ask if it was OK for me to stop by at a particular time on a prearranged evening. However, the circumstances, that brought me there, had made that courtesy completely impossible. But they didn’t know that. I took some time trying to figure out what had triggered such an extreme negative reaction to my own terrible need, and my joyous happiness, at seeing family after a prolonged (and for me, terribly trying) absence.
I had some water, which I drank. The purity of the mountain well water restored me physically. I am grateful. The personal heartbreak of the shut door has never left me.
My gas tank was empty, but I still had enough money for fuel, so I went to get it, before I continued my journey.
I stopped at a convenience store with poor exterior lighting and the parking lot was surrounded by heavy shrubbery. The clerk was a woman working alone in a “convenience” store. She asked me to stay with her a while, as it was night, well after dark, and she was alone and afraid of some persons hanging around at the edge of the parking lot. I also had noticed them while gassing up.
After the persons had gone. I stayed with her until she expressed relief, and acted, with her body language, as if she felt strong and safe again. She had also made arrangements for some nearby friends to phone her regularly.
Was this event the REAL reason that I was turned away?
Bear — 31December2019
ⓒBearspawprint2019
Black Dog
.
There is
A Black Dog
In the corner.
He is trapped
By my despair.
His beauty
Is my anguish.
His glory
Is my pain.
He whimpers
And he howls.
Black Dog’s
Escape is fear.
Death, betrayal
And indifference
Call Black Dog’s
Other name.
.
4 November 2019
Bear ©Bearspawprint2019
Looking Up
Dark night reveals stars,
Flickering between branches.
I stumble on roots.
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Looking Up
Bear ©Bearspawprint2018
https://bearspawprint.wordpress.com/2018/11/02/looking-up/
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Old Woman Old Woman
Old Woman Old Woman
Why do you wander alone in the forest?
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Dear Child Dear Child
I am not all alone in these woods.
The forests are filled with dreams and memories
That I have cast away and tried too hard to forget.
.
Old Woman Old Woman
Why do you wander alone in the forest?
.
Dear Child Dear Child
I am gathering back into my heart the
Flowing beauty songs of dead lovers and the
Blooming new growth of cast away dreams and pain.
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Old Woman Old Woman
Why do you wander alone in the forest?
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Dear Child Dear Child
My wandering is my dance, my own memory dance,
Through forests of trouble and learning and work.
I am dancing through the veiled mists of time.
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Old Woman Old Woman
Why do you wander alone in the forest?
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Dear Child Dear Child
I am gathering together the music of
Thrown away dreams and lost love songs,
I am dancing in the joy of remembrance and loss.
.
Old Woman Old Woman
Why do you wander alone in the forest?
.
Dear Child Dear Child
Leave me now, please go. You cannot wander
Here, where my remembered life is too thorny.
I must gather my own lost song back together, dancing alone.
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Old Woman Old Woman
Why do you wander alone in the forest?
.
Dear Child Dear Child
Go, sing of your new life and struggles. Sing
With hope in your heart and litter the woods not with dreams.
Leave me. I must dance, weeping alone in the forest.
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Old Woman Old Woman
Why do you wander alone in the forest?
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Bear … 04.13.2014
ⓒ Bearspawprint2014
Echo
.
.
I am
The Blank Space
Within
Your Heart
I am
This Voice
This blowing wind
This katajjaq
Singing calling
Chanting
A whirling of
No words
Do you not feel
This Voice
This blowing wind
I am
The Banshee
Scream
The Blank Space
Within
Your Heart
I call with my
Twisted face
I love you
But what about
This Voice
This blowing wind
I am not dead
I did not die
I live within
I am the
Swirling
Empty Hollowness
Within
Your Heart
Should
Your Heart
Stop it’s
Pulsing beat
Counterpoint
Throbbing
It is I
This Voice
Wailing
This blowing wind
That shall
Drift softly
Away humming
Descending crescendo
Finally to still
Leaving empty
Drafty and echoing
The blank space
Within
Your Heart
This Voice
This blowing wind
Could never
Fill
.
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Bear … 08.01.2019
ⓒBearspawprint2019
old poem reworked
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Glass
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Broken glass glitters,
Sparking edges in the sand,
Soon to be worn smooth.
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Bear 07/28/2019
©Bearspawprint2019
Hollow Flesh
.
.
His flesh is empty.
His voice is
The Black Wind
Carrying no message.
Behind his eyes
Linger screams
Of children,
Destroyed.
His ears are stoppered
With deceit and lies.
He is death
Clothed in
Platitudes.
He is Hollow Flesh.
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Agawela 05/19/2019
©Bearspawprint 2019
Gaslighting 💔 Difficult Questions
Gaslighting
Difficult Questions –“Asking for a friend” — doing some research for a story
💔
1. Can persons who, in their personal relationships, habitually, and with great cleverness, and feigned reasonableness “gaslight” EVER sincerely apologize and express true remorse?
2. Can charming and accomplished persons, who habitually “gaslight” in personal relationships, EVER, be trustworthy in personal relationships?
3. Can persons who chronically “gaslight” EVER acknowledge to themselves, or anyone else, what they are doing?
4. Is it possible for persons, who are comfortable with “gaslighting”, to resolve, with TRUE INTENT, to change their behavior patterns?
5. Can persons who “gaslight” EVER even WANT to change behavior?
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Is there ANYTHING within a personal relationship that can curtail “gaslighting” or mitigate the damage?
Are any of the following feasible?
a. Choose neutral circumstances and talk, in an educational way, about gaslighting and consequences.
b. Whenever one becomes aware that gaslighting and/or deception is happening, call out the gaslighter.
c. Negotiate.
e. Seek professional counseling.
f. Give up and part ways, as much as possible.
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Is there anyway to make GASLIGHTING not be, at all, rewarding to the gaslighter?
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Most sources available, via the internet, suggest that {f. Give up and part ways, as much as possible.} is the only healthy scenario.
05/14/2019
Sharon Rudd
©Bearspawprint 2019
Ending
Convulsing
In paroxysms
Of grief
I have
Become
My own
Grandmother
Deceased
Long ago
Alone
Watching
Water flow
Ancestor
Mothers
Whispering
Our lives
Are now
Your
Daughter
Sorrow
Dismissed
By yowling
Pain
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Agawela 05/14/2019
©Bearspawprint2019