The forest, softened By the drifting morning fog, Slowly awakens. . Agawela 04December 2021 ⓒBearspawprint2021
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She Spoke
Owl spoke To me, last night. She gifted a word, From her Ancient language. Misunderstanding, Her intent, I answered aloud, Speaking As an echo The sound Of the new word. Owl spoke, Again. I almost understood. Almost. I thanked Grandmother Owl, In English. In silence, She flew. In darkness, She flew. Close to me, She flew. So close, I saw her, Against darkness. Then, She was gone, In darkness. Grandmother Spoke, Once more, Outside of time, For me to remember, The meaning. I will always Know this word In her language, When again, I hear her call. The word She spoke is Death. . She Spoke August 28, 2021 ⓒBearspawprint2021
Morning
Tiny bell flowers,
Each with one bright water drop,
Are glowing through fog
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MORNING
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Bear 08February2021
December Drear
Hickories glow bright;
Summer’s sunshine yellow saved,
For this gloomy day.
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Bear 17December2020
Dissonance
By the riverside,
We walked, myself, and three dogs.
The dogs were content.
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Bear 23November2020
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Too Late
Little Lightening Bug,
Shines bright in the rainy night.
Alone, she is calling.
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Bear 25October2020
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Into The Abyss We Dare
Twirling and whirling,
Into the abyss we dare.
Dancing with devils,
Screeching and weeping,
We sing out our song,
A new song of death.
We sneeringly mock
Our own hopes and
Our dreams.
Souls are trafficked
In an internet cloud,
For with clicks and
Broken hearts,
The loss of free will.
In the abyss we dance,
With the same ancient
Devils we know.
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Bear 09September2020
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Dark Dance
Straddling fault lines,
We dance above the abyss.
There is no safety.
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Bear 30January2020
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The No Face
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I clothe myself
In the weariness
Of a new day.
Turning East,
Squinting in
Brightness,
I laugh aloud.
I smile unseen,
My heart beating
Away the lonesome.
Yet, I long for
The no face mask
Of darkness,
The ear stopping
Silence of sorrow,
Weeping and wailing
Alone and untouched,
In the vastness
Of forsaken.
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The No Face
Bear 26June2020
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Warm
.
In the silvered night
Silent shadows
Keep pace
Beside me.
Bears, wolves,
Coyotes
Melt into
Changling trees,
And full moon
Flowers.
My fear
drifts away
In the silky
darkness.
I follow,
whimpering,
Searching
For the familiar.
Blackness
Covers me
In flowing waves
Of remembered
Grief, warm
And sweet as
A lovers vows,
Withheld.
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Agawela 06May2020
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