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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Gentle Call

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Small Bird, in the woods,
Is calling “Twit-too-too-weet”;
My pain drains away.
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Bear … July 12, 2019
©Bearspawprint2019

Friction Arcs

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It was a beautiful day
The sun shining golden
Glorious horizon
As Grandmother Moon
Rises in fullness
There are gatherings
And parties and meet-ups
Quiet visits
And wild jamborees
Mortal bodies fail us
Pain prickles and stabs
Sorrow claims the stars
Despairing in solitude
Wailing in the darkness
Empty eons between
Wild flowers bloom
The sand drifts deeper
Blowing friction
Harmonics Dissonant
Lightening arcs
Cloud to nowhere
Within wavering time
There is no forgetfulness
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Bear … 04.28.2018
©Bearspawprint2018

Half-Moon

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Poised between,
We live in
Tension,
Balanced
In a moment.
All breath
Is a choice.
Every choice,
A decision.
Every decision,
Forever,
Irrevocable.
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Agawela … 03.21.2017
ⓒBearspawprint2017
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