Tag Archives: Papabear

Complaint

You’ve taken so much from me: the ability to wish hair-trigger responses wee-hour thoughtfulness hyperacute senses the habit of hopelessness. All I have left is this: everything I might have wished for peace and understanding of my world deep, restful … Continue reading

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To combine two of today’s themes…

Color and aging. Old enough not to care whether anyone but Papabear likes it.

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Linked Tanka on a theme for Papabear

Four old men trundle Up and down streets in loose shoes Selling religion– We make no market for it Here in God’s own green garden As peonies fall Potatoes climb to glory Seeking sweet sunlight Creating good food beneath – … Continue reading

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After Long Rain

After long rain, The garden glimmers– A thousand thousand diamonds Refract a little sunlight Into galaxies of engagement. Music spills from trees Lately hushed in wind. Where do they go, the birds, In the middle of the storm? I would … Continue reading

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Thank You

So many people Have come and gone Leaving only the touch Of a butterfly’s wing, Beautiful but invisible And gone. Only you stay, My center and your own, My fixed point In a vortex of change, My anchor and hope … Continue reading

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Remember

Remember: Those old whirling swirls Paper optical illusions Old movies used them To signify confusion Remember: The heartbreaking beauty Of last summer’s garden Its lilies, tiny tomato stars, Its hand-sized rabbit Remember: You need to know In the Fall your … Continue reading

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The reason for the name of this blog:

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