Full Moon May 10 – 11 Sorpio

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Full Scorpio Moon viewed through smoke from West Mims Fire  May 10, 2017

Full Moon In Scorpio - ⓒBearspawprint2017

Full Moon In Scorpio – ⓒBearspawprint2017

Seeing

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With eyes
Gifted of Tamuz
In New Moon
Dark
I turn
Seeing all
Seeing
Your wishes
As a beautiful
Rain iridescent
Poison arrows
Myself gliding
Through the
Falling intent
I danger dance
Between
Each silvery
Slash
Opportunity
For starburst
Power of joy
Burning hot
My skin glistens
Molten silver
Reflecting
Slivered
Nakomis
Ripples follow
Poison arrows
Joyous melting
Cupped hands
Lift pools
Of happiness
I drink the divine
Waterfalls
Of glory
Washing
My skin
Painting
My hair
Frayed silver
My happy eyes
Cannot see
Your hate
Blended in
Darkness
Your true
Center tentative
Raw afraid
Sleeping
Waiting
Still hiding
Alone I am
Whirling under
Singing stars
Scatter blessings
As beauty
Somewhere
A rattle
A heartbeat
Loving calls
Me home
As a rain
Of death
Transmuted
Streams silver
Startling
Shrill squeal
A meteor
My breath
A whistle
Opens my
Grateful eyes
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Agawela Bear…07.08.2016
ⓒBearspawprint2016

Rising Grandmother

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Grandmother is rising
She transforms me
Into shadows amongst
Other shadows shifting
Owls call disturbing voles
Frogs sing of the recent rain
Dogs are barking at nothing
Barking at breezes and movement
Moonlight and shadows
Ephemeral as a life once lived
Now carried as a burden
Weariness lives in my hair
Though I cut most of it off
The weight of white shimmering
Is heavy heavy so heavy
I pretend to watch
Where are my feet lead me
I heard an old man say please
I saw in the moonlight
Arrogance and ignorance
Holding tight together
As Grandmother passed
They resolved into
Something else a widow-maker
Or perhaps nothing
The misty ancient please winks
Brightening passing clouds
Moisture drips slowly
From the points of pine needles
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Bear … o8.29.2015
ⓒBearspawprint2015
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Grandmother’s Light

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Grandmother Moon rises
Smiling behind
My small mountain
I look away towards
Your flickering valley
Arms spread
My puny shadow grows
Becoming a forest
Concealing the game trail
In the far distance
The Tennessee River
Shines blue moonlight
I move forward
Towards the west
Blind feet stepping
Into mysteries chosen
Path revealed as
Grandmother arcs
Across the Virgo night
No longer dark
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Bear … o8.29.2015
ⓒBearspawprint2015
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