A Lamp Lit Quiet

A Lamp Lit Quiet

A Poem by Michael Sun Bear
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How quickly the years flee

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A Lamp Lit Quiet


I have lit a lamp quiet

In solitude with pen.

I shall soon be but dust

Whose memories then?


Do the days forget 

As they flow forever on

Each sorrow, each joy,

Each love ever gone?


A leathered hand held high to the sky,

A grass-stained ball arcs ‘cross the Sun,

From dugout in shadow, bright light at the plate,

A crack of the bat,  four bases quick run.


Midnight dark in woods abed,

Coyote chorus, hoot of an owl,

A crackle of deer step 

Lucy looses a growl.


The first of many,

Love’s true tender kiss.

Tangled in sheets,

Flesh wed in bliss.


Her fierce pain of birthing,

Our first born’s first cry.

Each child leaves home, 

So soon says goodbye.


A table circled,

Memories said,

A dram downed for

Each parent dead.


Surely do the days forget

As they flow forever on

Our sorrows and joys

Loves forever gone.

© 2025 Michael Sun Bear


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A beautifully penned piece of nostalgia. How precious our memories become as we age and lose those we love. Finely written Michael, imagery which comes alive. Very much enjoyed and felt.

Chris



Posted 6 Months Ago


Michael Sun Bear

6 Months Ago

Thank you Chris. Being a fan of your work, your praise is appreciated and trusted.MSB
A beautiful reflective moment to look back on some incredible adventures, relics, love, etc.. we don't want to lose them...so we must keep them in our mind's eye and in our hearts...marriage, kids, baseball, it doesn't matter....they are memories for us to glance upon now and then..... NICE!
Warmly, B

Posted 7 Months Ago


Michael Sun Bear

7 Months Ago

Thanks for reading Betty. Lately I have been writing so much about the past. It seems each poem tr.. read more
Betty Hermelee

7 Months Ago

i live in the mountains, the Appalachian’s, in NC, beautiful here! Always a pleasure to read you p.. read more
Wow. Yes, the years flee so bloody quickly. Nicely worded piece. ~Jim

Posted 7 Months Ago


Michael Sun Bear

7 Months Ago

Thanks Jim. I rarely write in rhyme; I am not good at it. I find myself choosing second best or thi.. read more
lovely poem indded meaningful with the structure i admired this also text me back in your inbox

Posted 8 Months Ago


The lamp flickers, but the light it casts is still warm. Memory is not lost in time, only carried, somewhere unseen, folded between breath and absence.

Posted 8 Months Ago


Michael Sun Bear

8 Months Ago

Thank you Frederick. Your words are very meaningful for me; so, so much is indeed to be found “fo.. read more
redd Brick Keshner

8 Months Ago

Most welcome Michael. Glad you like the cooking language there, or even laundry talk. I thought it s.. read more
"Do the days forget
As they flow forever on"
i especially like those lines ... the personification sticks with me through the read .. interesting change in length of lines in V3 .. it made me stop and take note .. it accents the turn to a real life .. baseball .. memories of nature ... love .. parenthood .. death of parents .. well done says i! you took care with this and it shows .. thanks for sharing!
E.

Posted 8 Months Ago


Michael Sun Bear

8 Months Ago

Thanks for reading. That change in line length really bothered me writing this, and still does, but.. read more
Einstein Noodle

8 Months Ago

yes! it gave me pause as well .. glad you kept it .. we just keep trying and exploring .. tho so muc.. read more
This piece designs quite a meditative space, sun bear. With stanzas laid out neatly for each chapter cataloguing passages of memorable moments, as if each were its own table-setting with its own shaft of light: vivid and resonant. Nostalgia draws the grain in a table I imagine is pine...

Posted 8 Months Ago


Michael Sun Bear

8 Months Ago

Thank you Lara, your vivid use of language extends to your reviews; any comments from you are especi.. read more

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Added on May 8, 2025
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Michael Sun Bear
Michael Sun Bear

Shoreline, WA



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Once upon a time, a crazy, talented poet from across the Salish Sea told me of an intense dream she experienced in which she was given a strange title for a poem, but nothing more. She felt it import.. more..