| Meanderings in My Mind
Posted: 7/22/2009 5:42:31 AM | Discovery
© BearWoman2
A new petal unfolds,
revealing another layer of beauty
[hidden within] the tight bud-center.
What next is to be revealed?
Morning’s sun caresses new silk,
sparks through new, gentle dew.
Here, there is no trauma;
only the newness that occurs
at the beginning of a journey.
What will this one bring?
Experience lends me trust
as once again I move into
~ discovery. ~
2009 July 22 | |
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| Meanderings in My Mind
Posted: 8/12/2009 2:59:10 PM | "Courtesan's Fading"
© 2009 BearWoman2
It's my desire that pierces me on this cruel spit.
If intellect is such a powerful temptress,
where will your flame reside
when my wits desert
and all that's left is my distress?
The brilliant flash of my light clouds over,
faceted edges chip and fade.
When will it come, the hour
my courtesan's beauty has fled?
The power to attract men's minds
and hearts and loins
shrivels in desiccation.
Skills and talents once honed so diligently
now collapse in desolation.
Left a beggar, unable to choose:
What offerings shall be made
for this withered bloom? | |
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| Meanderings in My Mind
Posted: 8/12/2009 7:10:07 PM | (other minds can meander here too?)
Well, just in case it's yes~
Midnight
Hot August winds
sloughing away at the trees
the curtain billows out in puffs
stalling halfway into the room.
Cicadas at last are
chiming to each other-
the chatter washes over
the tick of the clock in waves
while shadows are long
and walls stand bright
in lunar illumination. | |
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| Meanderings in My Mind
Posted: 8/12/2009 8:01:11 PM | Your beautiful expressions of thought have taken me back to myself, as I write too, some similar to your writings. After an empty lapse, I will write again, thanks to your inspiration.
Just C | |
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| Thoughts On A Courtesan
Posted: 8/13/2009 9:17:41 AM | Powerful words
So skilfully spun
Touch total strangers
Yet however moving
The exercise of such power
Refutes the poet’s claims
For eviscerating the mundane
A still finely honed blade
Cuts to the bone of truth
No fleeing power
Beauty undiminished
Runs freely from her pen
By way of poor offering
We give thanks
For a glimpse of such passion | |
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| Meanderings in My Mind
Posted: 8/14/2009 3:16:11 AM | Klnurse~
I enjoyed the beauty of your words.
Meander away. Just know that I’m not necessarily up to duties as a thread Host.
Just C~
I take it your words were meant for me? I am always glad to inspire others, to pass on that gift that has so often been shared with me. :-)
chomskian~
Thank you for your gentle words, in poetry well stated. They made me weep with gratitude. It seems at times I ride on the “perfume” of previously honed skills, relying on neural pathways well tred. My ability to self-check is not so readily available, many days of late. I am told by many of my friends that my “bad brain” days are better than many people’s “good brain” days. I wonder, though, what my words will be like, if my mind continues to fade. Will they still be accessible? Will they still be able to touch others? I won’t really be able to know, I fear. | |
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| Meanderings in My Mind
Posted: 8/14/2009 3:26:13 AM | "You are dangerous," he told me.
Lashing out at me in anger.
Does he blame me for something
not my fault?
He appears conflicted.
I'm told he treated me like sh*t,
and to never speak to him again.
I appear conflicted.
I still want him.
But this man,
who so appreciates my communication skills,
will have to learn a few more
of his own. | |
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| Meanderings in My Mind
Posted: 9/6/2009 4:55:35 AM | No words come.
No words of poetic force,
the torrents of verbal tornados
passing.
Left only is the need to express--
here, in my forlorning.
Oh, shafts of light!
Where art thou
when souls cry out
in hunger! | |
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| Meanderings in My Mind
Posted: 9/29/2009 2:03:24 PM | ohhhh sweetness...so wonderful to be with you yesterday!!
sweetbear~
strong spirit
gentle soul
talk of depth
and sorrow
healing hands
open the way
for my heart
to sing again | |
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| Meanderings in My Mind
Posted: 9/29/2009 5:33:37 PM | (helps to hum along with this silliness)
Seeking BearWoman, or is that BareWoman...hmm hafta check that....
Oh where oh ware has our BearWoman gone
Oh where oh when can she be
with her brown hair short
and her claws still long
we miss her at this parteeeee!
RedRoverRedRoverSendBearWomanover~ | |
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| How to easey you mind
Posted: 9/30/2009 9:23:13 AM | I am passing this on to you because it definitely worked for me and we all could use more calm in our lives. By following the simple advice I heard on a Medical TV show, I have finally found inner peace.
A Doctor proclaimed the way to achieve inner peace is to finish all the things you have started.
So I looked around my house to see things I'd started and hadn't finished,,
I finished off a bottle of Merlot, a bottle of shhardonay, a bodle of Baileys, a butle of vocka, a pockage of Prunglies, tha mainder of bot Prozic and Valum scriptins, the res of the Chesescke an a box a choclits. Yu haf no idr who gud I fel.Peas sen dis orn to dem yu fee AR in ned ov inr pis | |
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| How to easey you mind
Posted: 9/30/2009 7:52:38 PM | I pray for your safety
I pray for your well being
I pray you are not hurting
I pray you are not alone
Missing you M. Getting a bit worried ... it's been too long love. We need to hear from you if you find the strength. A   PS ... the guy above me was funny .... I know you got a laugh from that. | |
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| How to easey you mind
Posted: 10/6/2009 12:46:58 AM | Thank you, my pretties!
This thread is the one I am most likely to post to now. Thank you all for keeping it alive. Well, here is the Bear (bare) Report:
I've been dealing with continuing increases in decrepitude. I had a bad reaction to medications, which combined with having become overwhelmed by a task I had pro-actively taken on, led to a bit of a melt-down. After a fairly sufficient retreat and developing an addiction to an online game (don't worry, there's no gambling involved), I find myself in the part of the cycle where I am once again (re-)focusing on what my current most important goals are.
As is typical of this part of the cycle, I will be trimming off old, less frequently used, and no longer fulfilling branches from my tree, to allow the remaining ones to grow. The break has been useful; I've written very little in the past 6 weeks. I tried a new genre and form for me--a SciFi "quite short story" (1,000 words or less), and I am very pleased with the result. So I expect to continue my experimentation. Look for some of the results here.
Thanks for the cheers and humor, folks. I is much appreciated.
Rosie~ I'm glad we finally got a chance to meet in person. Yep. You are a beautiful soul. I just knew it! :P
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| How to easey you mind
Posted: 10/6/2009 1:51:34 AM | so good to see you here again, dear bear
to hear you have come through a time of even greater challenge
to feel your light in your words
to know you are refining your energy
and to see your beautiful new photo to greet me this day
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| How to easey you mind
Posted: 10/6/2009 2:02:01 AM | I agree, the photo is jubilant my dear!
Thank you dear lady
for putting our minds and hearts at ease
with this visit.
Game on!! | |
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| How to easey you mind
Posted: 10/12/2009 12:28:52 PM | Where is peace, when I embrace chaos?
In the center of the malestrom,
the point of stillness around which
all else revolves.
Here, I may choose--
where in the universe do I
wish to reside this moment?
All places are valid.
Hello, dear friends~
Thank you all for your presence here, holding the space. I appreciate it very much. | |
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| How to easey you mind
Posted: 10/13/2009 2:17:29 AM | (your words certainly speak to me~)
breathing deeply
again and again
focusing on nothing
but the rhythm of my breath
i become light
and free and strong
again | |
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| Meanderings in My Mind
Posted: 10/15/2009 3:30:34 AM | again
I wonder
why I choose to stay,
to dwell in this body
day after day
is there a lesson still
for me to learn?
or is it simply life~
the genetic survivor
of all those ancestors
who never chose
to leave sooner.
"If you choose not to decide, you still have made a choice."
from the song Free Will by RUSH | |
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| Meanderings in My Mind
Posted: 10/16/2009 7:30:36 AM | Rosie~ Mwah! Remember, sometimes you have to set aside the sweet part of your nature and kick bootie! :P
I don't know what to do with myself these days.
I don't write much.
Gaming is becoming rote.
I shy away from the poetry site
I paid to be a part of.
Thinking of creating my own web site,
where I can have all the features I want,
and I don't have to keep posting things
in 10 different formats
in 10 different places.
I'm apparently not dying as fast as it seemed I was.
At least twice now I felt it was time to prepare for
my possible fairly imminent departure.
Recently, I even began saying goodbye to certain folks,
just in case. Now I find my symptoms may be
leveling off. What was it a friend once said? Something like:
"the human spirit can heal from anything the human body can survive?"
I probably have it mixed up with psyche, emotions, or something else.
I just find it interesting how adapatable the human creature is.
Given enough days of the same thing over and over,
and we can get used to almost anything.
Nevertheless, I am keeping my self euthenasia kit up to date,
just like one does a first aid kit. For in case of need.
For now, I wonder: If I'm gonna be hanging out here for awhile
longer, what can/will/ought I do? What purpose is worth engaging in?
I mainly keep hanging out because being here somehow helps others.
So maybe I don't have to know or have a particular goal or purpose.
Just keep on living and being myself?
~you all don't know how much my mind, my memory are affected. It
gets harder and harder to hide it. ~
to all :-) | |
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| Meanderings in My Mind
Posted: 10/16/2009 4:41:16 PM | there is a stillness i see
within the presence
of my residents
as if only this moment matters
then filling with happiness
a lightness of being
that becomes contagious
and in their smile
joy overwhelms me......
there is agitation i see
a clear frustration
over feeling no memory
of knowing something is wrong
but can't put their finger on
"what has happened to me?"
and in their sadness
tears fill me.....
notes from being with our elders
with dementia and alzheimers | |
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| Meanderings in My Mind -- (Foot)steps on The Path
Posted: 10/17/2009 4:15:25 AM | Dear We~ Thank you for sharing your experiences and theirs.
They are blessed to have you there. As I am to have you here.
Once upon a time, a small child was skipping down a path.
Abruptly, the child stopped and began picking up small pebbles
from the ground. These were dropped eagerly in pockets. Soon,
the child's pace slowed. Upon the ground sat the child, gazing
gloriously at each new treasure discovered.
Soon, a parent arrived. "What are you doing sitting there upon
the dirt? You'll get your clothes dirty."
"I'm okay," said the child.
"Yes, I suppose you are," said the parent, briskly brushing
leaf litter and twigs off the child's clothing. "Hmmm, not too bad.
Don't think any stains will set." And then to the child: "Come along
now, we've got to be going. Don't want to be late."
"No, no, we don't want to be late," echoed the child, hand in pocket
caressing the hidden treasure.
~~ooOoo~~
As usual, the dog ran ahead, around, behind, around, and ahead again.
The human friend laughed gaily at such antics. The dog barked in
delighted response. Now and then the dog would pick up a stick or a
stone and bring it to the human, who would then obligingly toss it in
some semi-anticipated direction, as often as the dog wished.
Sometimes one or the other would stop at some spot of interest along the way--a bush,
a flower, the scent markings of other animals. Times when the walks were longer,
there would be extended stops at sun-baked rocks by the stream, or under the
branches of a sheltering tree.
When one of the pair tired, it would be time to head back home. Sometimes
the human started before home before they tired, knowing they'd be glad to
get home when they did. Then a snuggle down on a soft bed and a warm cup of tea
would spread the warmth deeper into their physical bodies.
~~ooOoo~~
what kind of traveler are you? (feel free to tell us a story) | |
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Posted: 10/18/2009 1:01:13 AM | Thank you, sinlov. :-)
I'm having fun playing with some words again. :-) | |
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| Meanderings in My Mind
Posted: 10/18/2009 3:24:57 PM | i wanted to take him with me
i knew he needed to get away
to lightness of spirit
away from his self induced prison
such wonders and dreams
as we traveled upstate
to visit her wondrous beauty
(bedding down that night
in a quaint little cabin
i knew this moment
wouldn't last) | |
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