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Against the sunset,
Wing-ed ones are flying east.
I turn, seeking home.
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Bear 03.23.2019
©Bearspawprint2019

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How Can I Warm The Moon?

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Cold darkness surrounds
Slipping inside my heart
My shivering mistaken for desire
Doubt hides in my discomfort
Sleep providing your heat
You turn away dreaming old hungers
It no longer matters
I return to my paints
Ouroboros becomes ice crystals
Encircling the half-moon
Dead leaves rattle
My bones rattle
Is my joy painted by memory
In one hand a paint brush
In one hand a gourd rattle
The rhythm calls me back
I have wandered too far
How can I warm the moon
My blood is cold wind
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Bear … 01.02.2015
ⓒBearspawprint2015
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There Was No Sky

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There was no sky
Above the day
Above the night
I learned to fly
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Silent snow and mountains
All around
All around
All around
Silent snow and mountains
All around
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Babies cry
Cougar screams
Mother dreams
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Lemon thorns
Escape
Mother’s tight
Squeezed eyes
Sweet blossoming
Orange trees
Buried upside down
Frozen in the ground
Broken roots lash
Disguised as
Sleeping hands
Fear locks the door
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There was no sky
Above the day
Above the night
I learned to fly
.
Silent snow and mountains
All around
All around
All around
Silent snow and mountains
All around
.
There was no sky
Above the day
Above the night
I learned to fly
.
Lemon thorns
Escape
Mother’s tight
Squeezed eyes
Sweet blossoming
Orange trees
Buried upside down
Frozen in the ground
Broken roots lash
Disguised as
Sleeping hands
Fear locks the door
.
Babies cry
Cougar screams
Mother dreams
.
There was no sky
Above the day
Above the night
I learned to fly
.
Silent snow and mountains
All around
All around
All around
Silent snow and mountains
All around
.
There was no sky
Above the day
Above the night
I learned to fly
.
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Bear … 01.27.2015
ⓒBearspawprint2015