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Little Bear Mar 2020
the streets are
quiet
fear
hangs in the air


dust motes
flutter

anxiety
stutters

droplets of
breath

invisible
death

settling upon
skin

too scared
to breathe
in

in fear
of what settles


i love you
stay safe


breathing
in
fear

exhaling
panic

i love you
don't die


bring back
some
pasta
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Little Bear Mar 2020
writers
are powerful creatures

they can make you believe
using in your own imagination
that they
can warp and then stop time,
they can make you old
young
and die

they can construct dreams
made of ink
that terrify,

dreams that span eons of time
keeping you
wide awake
never sleeping
for
one
second

they can summon dragons
and storms
create armies
and legions
build castles
and empires

they can burn
your village
to the ground

and everything
you hold dear...

will be dust

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they can make you fearless
Victorious!
Triumphant!!
Leaders of men..
Warriors in battle...

Gods on High



mad

...



they can make you fly
make you crawl
beg for mercy

wish for death

and then...

when you thought
they had done
all that they could

vicariously
they live
their darkest fears
through
you

by making you


love

  Mar 2020 Little Bear
Caro
Hope starts in small things
and becomes a river in spring –
the bright green pop
of a dandelion mandala
pushing up through the asphalt,
the cold March wind which says
hold on, brighter days are coming.
So maybe we live in dark times.
This morning the birds
and the crocus flowers
turned their faces to the sun
and sang, regardless.
Winter is tired:
she longs to lie down
in the arms of spring
among the sweet white blossoms
and the ripening buds
of new beginnings.
There is sap rising up in the bones
of this body, this land.
This is where transformation comes,
where shoots grow from old roots.

So the wind blows.
Maybe it brings change.
Hold on.
Little Bear Mar 2020
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i don't think he knows
how much
he fills my
heart;

how
his movements
have made themselves
at home

he makes me want
to push back
the furniture

just so
i can watch
him dance
  Mar 2020 Little Bear
Alex
"Life is hard."
I hear it all the time
but there's something about that sentence
that they're not getting right

Life isn't something you can touch
and it's not something you can see
it's something deep within us
that allows us to just... be

No, LIFE isn't hard
the word you're looking for is LIVE
See, living takes a lot of effort
that some people just can't give

It's not that we don't want to
or that we're not trying hard enough
it's just... sometimes the things we go through
make living kind of tough

From heartbreak to mistakes
or losing your best friend
the world is filled with heartache
that makes it harder to pretend...

Oh, I know we say we're fine
and that everything's just "swell"
but inside we're slowly drowning
and I'm not surprised that you can't tell

See, some of us are experts
at putting on a mask
like robots, we can nod our heads
and even smile when you ask

But if by chance you ever managed to
see beyond the words we say
you might glimpse the inner demons
that we battle every day

From self-hate to self-harm
and a variety of bad self-thoughts
sometimes, they just find their way to us
but sometimes it's what we're taught

Depression and Anxiety and unrelenting OCD
panic attacks and flashbacks and even PTSD
these aren't excuses we come up with
they're just harsh reality

It's not our fault we have them
they're not something that we choose
they're just the hands that we've been dealt
and aren't at liberty to refuse

So in honor of these silent soldiers
who walk through life invisibly scarred
the next time you want to say that phrase
remember... it's not LIFE but LIVING that's hard...
we all got our battles... no matter how small
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