http://slow.writerscafe.org/BearMage The original writings of author Bear en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775968753 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Holidays are about family and the comfort and joy they bringGathering to renew the bond of ancestry of which bard's singThe energy and sense of wonder the newest generation showsAnd the respect and the wisdom the oldest generation knowsPast generations brought back to life in memories and tales told.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BearMage/1982032/ Voices in the night whispering to me seeming to call out my nameI'm sure it's the wind in the trees that has me playing a mind gameBut the shadows also seem darker and crawling across the groundRaising goosebumps and making me jump at each and every soundSpider webs across my face as I make my way f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BearMage/1969573/ Balanced on the edge of the Grim Reapers bladeAs before my eyes, my whole life is replayedThat my good and bad deeds can be weighed So judgment on my soul can fairly be madeThen plunged into Mother earth's pool of soulsWhere memories are quenched like glowing coalsPurified and rendered back to an in.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BearMage/1968297/ Memories of my troubled youth haunt me even nowForced to be an adult before I really knew howTo find who I am from all the pain of who I've beenAnd defeat the lies, so my identity I might winSend me on a journey beyond the memories and painI fear it's only there my future might I ever gainFor I'm no.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BearMage/1961042/ Bad dreams and unfulfilled fantasies fill my mindBreeding intimacy with sorrows of all kindA nonstop stream of part-time friendsSharing their pain until their guilty conscious endsThen disappearing until burdened with another woeTeaching me another kind of hurt I must knowI try to comfort the ailing.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BearMage/1960985/ Life can be a tough and lonely place at timesSo I would like to give you some words of adviceLet love be in your mind and heart at all timesAnd you will always find reasons to understand all wrongsTrust in what you know and try to learn all you canAnd you will never have needs without the knowledge .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BearMage/1955704/ Just a child that life has treated so unfairSeemingly to the world without a careBut the truth lies behind the expressive eyesThey reveal the trapped soul's unheard criesA prisoner of mind disjointed from bodyUnable to express fascination or fearConsumed with thoughts the world will never hearDriven.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BearMage/1949681/ Yesterday's child what wrongs did you seeTouched in a way no child should beYou suffer in silence for the whole world is cruelFor whoever you told would think you the foolAnd year by year deeper embedded is the painAlways holding up to an unbearable strainTwist and turn so contorted the mindNot cert.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BearMage/1949202/ From ashes to ashes and dust to dustSo is the end of life I trustAs I walk through this plain of lifeThere are those who are givers of lightIt shines down on our darken soulsThe truth burns like glowing coalsSo words of wisdom strike like fiery whipsEven more pain comes from a person's lipsYou are t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BearMage/1945318/ Time passes while I stand stillPreserved in time by how I feelBalanced on the edge of the grim reaper's bladeFearing life's debts I've left unpaidThe winds of time blow through my mindReliving every memory there to findMy life flashes before my eyesSeparating me from all earthly tiesLife fades while.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BearMage/1944281/ This life won't let the dreamer have his dreamsIt wakes him from the nightmare to his own screamsFading into nonexistence the saying until death do we partSelfish souls unwilling to give from the heartThe security of a full-time life long jobIn a world looking for ways to profit off the working slob.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BearMage/1942983/ From the dark of night and storm filled skiesComes the dawn and light as we watch the sun ariseWith a horizon that water and wave mark the skylineBe it all the world is now awash with this murky brineForty days and forty nights the heavens shed their tearsForty days and nights we lived with our buil.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BearMage/1930725/ His battle is over, we now lay him to restA fallen warrior who has given his bestHis pride and praises we cast upon the windThat they will forever speak of him as departed friendOf Lakota blood, a proud and passionate SiouxA brave and trusting man who's heart was trueWe honor his spirit in remembran.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BearMage/1925234/ I wrote this for my little brother after he wrecked his bike, he called his bike the steel maiden after that. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BearMage/1914262/ Drop a pebble in a pond and watch the ripples spreadEach wave causing chaos and turmoil where ever they treadMurky water churning up past misery and woesIts malignancy is spreading everywhere it goesBut we calm the waters first in our own mindAnd search deep our soul for the power we might findThen .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BearMage/1913297/ Your love is a blaze that consumes my soulYour support and devotion, an emotional tollEnrapture your presence when only in my mindAnd heavenly bliss when we're physically entwinedA year round valentine, true love you are the oneAnd without you, my life would be all but undoneIf lust and want, are th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BearMage/1912115/                  Here, here my child, what is it that makes you cry soStop or you will fill the heavens with stars, don't you knowDo you see all the points of light in the nighttime skyThat is what happens to all of our .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BearMage/1910452/ Voices and memories are storms in my mindAnd lightning flashed faces have driven me blindRage and hysteria in the eyes that look back at meCould I really be the monster they think I beEven a name I might call my own is gone from hereCould I have lost everything I ever was but my fearIt seems to be m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BearMage/1910308/     Glorious the joy's of riding upon a pale horseThen having life deviate away from deaths courseTo see the light and feel the icy grip of the reapers powerThen look back on life and you will know the value of each and every hourFeel then the rapture of casting off death's incorporea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BearMage/1909251/ This was written for my friend and female fellow poet ShadowWhysper who has a birthday coming up later this month and has a thing for wolfs. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BearMage/1909091/ There was a time when my empty heart once overflowedBefore love's cruel lessons turned my insides bitter and coldWhen youth and innocence were my personal emotional armorUnaware my vulnerability to any attractive smooth talking charmerWith reckless abandonment, I freely lead with my feelingsUnprepar.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BearMage/1909088/ First came the whispering voices of the wind blowing in the treesWords just beyond my understanding that dance upon the breezeTheir sing-song voices captivated me within its ebb and flowA sensation on which all my senses now focus and growGuided now my steps take me to answer a distant callTo a magi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BearMage/1899487/ Upon my pillow, I rest my head late new years eveDreaming of the goodness the new year would receiveBut fell into an unbelievable nightmare of a dreamWhere violence and hate controlled the media streamA hundred years working for equality among the racesWas thrown out the window onto the many angry f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BearMage/1869680/ It's a Christmas tradition standing here in lineSo the best Black Friday deals shall be mineI dashing all through the malls parking lotLooking for the closest empty parking slotBut searching was in vain the lot was jammedSo between two small sports cars I crammedThe midnight hour means I have a long.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BearMage/1859472/ Was it just the wind blowing upon my skinThat sent a shiver making me draw withinOr was it the memories I could not defendThe faces and places I should have befriendThe winding path I dared to trod through lifeTook its toll slicing my soul with a rusty knifeI paid the pound of flesh from my corrupt .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BearMage/1828163/ It's a controversial political standClaiming to know the answer for all the landSpending a fortune to teach the country your nameThen on your opponent all the problems you blameBoasting of the improvements you'll make in every homeThe truth is no changes can be made by you aloneBetween the special i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BearMage/1823167/ Extraordinary man a true athleteBorn with a driving need to competeDedicated to building muscle and boneWorking for chiseled features of stoneTo run faster or jump higher than any other manTo throw farther or lift heavier than anyone canSeparate his mind from the physical massSo every athletic chall.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BearMage/1819710/ In darkness, he stood and watched time rush byNot knowing how to change things or if he should tryFriends were but false images his own pride let him seeThus he never knew just how things were meant to beIn sunshine, he stumbled and staggered over golden raysBlinded by the glittering smiles of every.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BearMage/1807501/ For those who know my work, see I don't have to rhyme I just like tooooooo :~) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BearMage/1747997/ Cupid’s cowardly holiday, so misunderstood by othersSee Valentine’s Day was never meant to be for loversLove makes ordinary people extraordinarily boldWilling to have their feeling unto the world toldThey need not a special day to give them a voiceOf their being heard from, we are given .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BearMage/1720077/ jesserose99 wrote a poem for this picture and I told her I would as well. Now if anyone else wants to write a poem for this picture please be sure to send a read request and share the inspiration :~) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BearMage/1704075/ No matter how dark times may seem to appearOr how desperate and tempted I am to fearMy spirit, it shall never be able to breachBecause solace is always within my reach Misery and sorrow I effortlessly cast asideGiving them no place where they can hideFor I draw strength letting my memory playBe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BearMage/1698997/ Snowflakes float from heaven in hushed silence so prodigiouslyCreating a frigid canvas for youthful snow angel making prodigyA winter wonderland spectacle the glacial arctic art galleryWhere mounds of pure white were sculpted a frosty menagerieWreaths of holly adorn doors and the mistletoe has been .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BearMage/1696866/ That's right, I am number one on Santa's bad listAnd to get there, I had to twist more than one wristI am well-known for kicking, biting and pulling hairAnd even taking other people's property on a dareBut don't you judge me till you have heard me outI can change your way of thinking without a doubt.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BearMage/1694336/ In red leather pants, matching bomber jacket and hatAt a dark corner table of Bad Bike Bills Beer Bar, he satHe was more than making a list and checking it twiceHe was recording felony acts of possession and viceEvery clan and brotherhood had an emissary on locationHells Angels and Highway Hunters, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BearMage/1693050/             The charges have been filed, and a court date has been setBut no one knows who this S.S.S.S. suing Santa is just yetThe mysteries behind this case have the media all abuzzBecause the complaint is titled, "For the Christmas that was"A.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BearMage/1691784/             Through the dark of night was it a larcenous, arsonist, burglar or thiefOut to profit at the expense of the whole community’s misery and griefFrom house to house he moved with an unbelievable grace and speedAnd entering each an.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BearMage/1685988/ Christmas was just weeks away and Santa was anything but amusedBy the activation of a clause in the naughty list that is seldom usedThe “One Bad Apple Rule” had only been used once in the distant pastWhen a naughty boy’s actions blanketed his family and so too were they castIt trou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BearMage/1680498/                           New technology had Santa uneasy and greatly troubledFor houses with security systems had more than doubledWith motion detected by air pressure or invisible infraredAlong with.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BearMage/1678211/              Picture by Brian McGovern'Twas the night before Christmas, at the North PoleWith Santa now gone, Mrs. Clause was in controlShe rushed tired elves off and tucked them into bedWhere they fell asleep even before a story was readSh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BearMage/1676902/ This is the second part to my poem SOLDIER OF HEAVEN if you have not read it http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/BearMage/1614746/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BearMage/1666175/ The world seems aflame as they chase after meSmoke rises up to block my vision so I can't seeIgor calls to me from somewhere up aheadTo hurry unless I want them to make me deadHis laughter is enough to make me wish him soFor it was all his fault that into that town we did goWearing the face of a man.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BearMage/1652393/ Picture from the 1941 movie "The Wolf Man"There's a crack in the moon and it is my heartFor this symbol of love has now been torn apartShe and I took a walk in the romantic moonlightBut she seemed far away though I held her tightThe moon's magic didn't work for me like they sayBecause before the nig.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BearMage/1651717/ I don't remember just how old I was when I wrote this poem but I believe I was in my mid-teens. I hope it puts you in the Halloween spirit :~) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BearMage/1651699/ Some see the thrill of victory as life's greatest feetOthers as just mans aggressive need to competeWith sports a boy may rise from poverty on the streetAnd by the pro-ranks prove the system can be beatTo know a moment of fame captured in a touchdown runOr how one feels inside at the sound of a star.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BearMage/1651309/ Darkened corridors loom before her minds eyeTwisting, turning but offering her no alibiDeeper into the depths of memories pastShe stumbles and staggers but still steadfastForgotten nightmares gather to stand in her wayChallenging so her judgment they might swayBut deeper into her thoughts she does d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BearMage/1636100/ I am posting this picture as the subject for a writing challenge! I invite everyone interested to post their poem as a review. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BearMage/1633280/                     Artist UnknownOne touch and what was ice became fiery hotOne word and what was no, became a why notOne look and what was hidden was now well knownOne smile and the rest of the world was.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BearMage/1631923/ Written as a marching cadence, hut two three four, hut two three four. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BearMage/1614877/                      Picture by Mitch ZorichOn the wings of hope and prayer they fly in total blissThese soldiers of heaven who in plain sight we missThey mark the actions of all who walk this earthly.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BearMage/1614746/