I am too Worn Out I blame Not my weary Small version of Existential Horror there is Only the endless The vastness of A universe Unrequited My wailing song Of harmonics in Dissonant chords Is rippling forever Unheard In nowhere Not music Accepting me Taking me Beyond my puny Perceptions Still there is No echo . ECHO 29June2021 ©Bearspawprint2021
Category Archives: quesstions
Bygones
So much has been right,
Of which we do not
Want to loose sight;
But to ignore the wrong
Makes the hurt
Last too long.
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Agawela 3.15.2021
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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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Dark Dance
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Straddling fault lines,
We dance above the abyss.
There is no safety.
.
Bear 30January2020
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Children’s Legacy
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Shall we all
One day be
Chernobyl Wolves
Running wild
Free
In a verdant
Wasteland of
Mutated glory
.
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Agawela … 5January2020
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Do You Remember?
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Winter rain falling,
Heavy, on the metal roof,
Brings back memories.
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Bear … 4January2020
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Escape
.
.
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
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