Dark night reveals stars,
Flickering between branches.
I stumble on roots.
.
.
Looking Up
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Cold Moon
.
.
Where are the small ones?
Grandmother Owl calls, warning;
Tiny feet scurry.
.
12.23.2018
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High Water In December
BLESSED BE
Now Winter
.
.
A dark night wind blew
Away the blanketing clouds
Revealing cold stars.
.
Bear 12.21.2018
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Red Camellia
.
.
Equal seasons blend
Dark and light into gray.
One red flower blooms.
.
Bear 12.20.2018
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Night Chill
.
.
Dreams wait in darkness.
The half moon illuminates
Clouds while an owl calls.
.
.
Bear 12.19.2018
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Gloria
.
.
The cold winter mist
Turned gold in morning sunlight.
Trees sang “Gloria”.
.
Bear 12.18.2018
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Wind From Nowhere
.
.
There exist
Hollow
Beings
That are
Animated
only by
Impulse
And opportunity
And are
Thwarted
Only by
Inconvenience
These beings
Are erosive
Winds
From nowhere
Bear 12.17.2018
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