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canoebear
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Post Number: 284
Registered: 05-2004
| | Posted on Tuesday, September 27, 2005 - 10:09 pm: | 
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"Otter-Tail Country"
A water woods land of exceptional advantage.
Be a thick forest of old growth pine + birch huggen tha waters edge, wher deep clear lakes &
wild rivers flow into 1-another. These here
pure waters be aboundant with walleye, as well as,
savage northern pike that swim among hard-worken "Grey Owl Beavers".
,Tis be tha NE woods wher shades of beautiful blue
is mixed into tha sky waters wher hawks circle bout & eagles soar high above.
Be an area wher tha night setten show its full moon face/or on a clear night sky of 'tis here NE region, may indeed point-out its visible glowen streamers of tha "northern lights dawn".
Undiscovered Otter-Tail Country be fer sur,
Canoe Country wher tha scent of evergreen pine barge into tha wind of fresh air. Paddlen thru these forest-rimmed lakes rivers, be moven-off into tha quiet deep of it all, in awe.
A spot wher canoes + packs stuffed with gear be carried across paw path natural trails from
lake-to-lake reachen tha outer realm of well-off undistered hush.
Seated by tha camp fire & listen to tha loons call, owls hoot & tha wolves howl, be music to 1's ear, but with Black Bears & moose passen thru tha bush at night, may not be such a quiet get-away after all?
But best of all be tha colors of autumn fall,
wher tha asorted rainbow color display of
bronze, crimsom, gold, maroon, orange & fire hydrant red of tall leaf trees of birch aspen & maple shows-off in tha mist of mature greenery of
big-time pines be gorgeous.
'Tis a spot like , a Painted Turtle
wood clearly blend-in, Heya!
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paul_hammersten
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Post Number: 219
Registered: 03-2004
| | Posted on Thursday, September 29, 2005 - 4:07 pm: |
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" Otter-Tail Country " ...'Tis a spot like , a Painted Turtle wood clearly blend-in. "
Yes indeed canoebear.
Thanks
Paul |
canoebear
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Post Number: 293
Registered: 05-2004
| | Posted on Saturday, October 29, 2005 - 6:11 am: |
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"In-Season"
Listen!
Tha winds from tha NE be starten to go-up.
Tha fresh air be much wild with washed
done-in leaves moven round & bout.
We be well into October's "True Injun Summer" now.
A hue leaf fallen 'tis nothen more than a
summer's wave fare-well, before O'Man Wintry
packs-in fer raw winteren grounds to rough-it.
Tha painted leaves fall & tumble in autumn,
before long, coveren-up path of past, Heya! |
canoebear
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Post Number: 294
Registered: 05-2004
| | Posted on Sunday, October 30, 2005 - 8:29 am: |
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"Fall Leaves Fall"
Leaves fall in Autumn.
Leaves change colors & fall to tha ground.
They hav become-less & die.
With seasons permission, 1-by-1, drop-off
to decend to a resten state,
far down below, on "Mother Earth's Ground".
Stop to look, while leaf-by-leaf,
fall-back & then tumble freely away!
Downward all leaves must go!
Fallen-down in much decline, then to settle
amongst others, of its own, departed kind.
Set-out to pilen-up, just so to fall-apart,
to replenish dirt fer a renewal spring start.
"Fall of tha Leaf" be harvested,
in tha Fall Autumn of our lives, Heya!
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paul_hammersten
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Post Number: 223
Registered: 03-2004
| | Posted on Tuesday, November 1, 2005 - 9:11 am: |
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" Then only the rocks remain. "
Ojibway |
canoebear
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Post Number: 295
Registered: 05-2004
| | Posted on Tuesday, November 1, 2005 - 8:29 pm: |
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"Rocky Boy"
To adapt to tha rock 'n' roll of a
changen world's, rocky-motion.
Best to keep rich culture & traditions
of strongholds of sacred landscape's past,
link-up with nature's gatherens.
All that rob shaken + waven, side-to-side
might make "Stone Child" come-in Lame
callen Pishkun, Heya!
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canoebear
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Post Number: 319
Registered: 05-2004
| | Posted on Saturday, February 4, 2006 - 9:09 am: |
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"Dead of Night in Dead of Winter"
'Tis hallowed ground "Carrien Place" of extreme NE, be smothered with just-out seasons blanket of unbroken snow-white.
Here on tha fringe frontier boundry of great
old trail route, moose yard-up so to be
screened from off-shores vast stretch waters whirl-winds of 'tis here, ever-so-raw-cold-glow of, "February's Twilight Passage".
Old Man Wintrier raised his hand to
winter-kill by-way of His deadly weapon of
ice cold snow.
Feel afar, night coldness of tha bone structures
in tha NE landscape, be tha loneliness, of all.
Be-en tha dead feelen of winter, fer sur.
Some-thin, lie in wait, beneath tha winter-tide
of its piercen numben snow, that 'tis inactive cursed out-look, woodn't show.
Wood-be a perfection of transparent absence.
"Dead of Winter" duren tha hours of darkness,
of "Voyager Portage Path" be clearly crystallined & untouched at both ends now.
May-be, perfect dead-locked impasse wintertime weather in darkness be to give-up, as a means,
to an end & then let-go wildly astray.
To break-trail on snowshoes in tha gloom of a wintry night, might very well be tha pure character of tha meanen of a take-out enden/or a new beginnen put-in, to explore.
Mid-February down-right, out & out be tha
wait to see month fer that, Heya!
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nature_freak
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Post Number: 12
Registered: 08-2005
| | Posted on Saturday, February 4, 2006 - 9:22 pm: |
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 Canoebear, what is your profession in life?...are you a teacher?
I really enjoy reading your scripts, and I think they are so very well written. I was just wondering if you are just a writer by chance or if you have professional writing in your back ground. I hope I am not being to forward in asking.
Please keep writing...I look forward to reading more.} |
paul_hammersten
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Post Number: 230
Registered: 03-2004
| | Posted on Sunday, February 5, 2006 - 3:06 pm: |
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nature freak...right on!
I too always look forward to canoebears post.
Best
Paul |
canoebear
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Post Number: 320
Registered: 05-2004
| | Posted on Monday, February 6, 2006 - 6:33 pm: |
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"Indian Paint Brush Savage Lands"
So cleared-out & dismaled scorched Bearen
"NE Land O' Lakes" picture depiction Be.
Such wreckage done way-back in tha bush,
by-way of chain-saws, dozers & big fire-arm guns.
Otterheads, along with tha Bears,
Beavers, eagles, moose, northern pike, wolves,
"Old Growth Pines" & free roaman air passen over canoe waters play a great chief role in
"Mothers Earths" future, never to be,
too far-off/or over-looked.
We all be tha Wild, tha Wild be at deaths door.
So called scouts may show cardinal direction,
but U must be tha 1 to compass on-in, to change.
I'm just dust in tha wind, not to be factored-in.
Painten tha wild, 1 must be tha change,
1 wishes to see in tha wilderness.
Wife & I wander chase after tha lamped moon on snowshoes/or in a canoe, fer even if we come-up
bit short, we still make land-fall on north star.
I'm a freak fer nature too, cause tha
Rainbow Turtle told me so, obliged!
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canoebear
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Post Number: 321
Registered: 05-2004
| | Posted on Sunday, February 12, 2006 - 10:47 am: |
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"White-Out"
A blizzard blast of dry,cold winter storm
with NE high winds & a squall of much snowy-white.
How vulnerable Northeasterns R to
"Mother's Natures" wrath of awesum power!
"Woodn't Wave White Flag/or Show-off White Feather, just Yet"!
Fer "Tha White-Beard Men", sound in body &
serene of mind ther is no such thin as bad
weather!
Fer every sky has its beauty, & wintry williwaw
which whip tha blood-up, but, do make it pulse
much vigorously.
May-be time fer 2 Pale Faces to face paint!
Indians painted bodies with much out-lined
sketch drawens to shield from harm duren battle.
Natives also colored coated & decorated faces fer
tha beauty of it.
Ferthermore, Native Americans used paints to protect ther skin from changen elements of sum
sun, snow & wind.
Perhaps a good screen make-up of
"rubben Buffalo Fat" onto white-faces spreaden
colorful powderd tints/or shades of tha rainbow
paint over it & then rubben it-in.
Injun Scouts before breaken trail on-top
of deep soft un-broken snow wood paint ther
faces with much pure white, to symbolize
tha Timber Wolf, Whose power 'twas thought to
sustain superior support when scouten/or pathfinfen.
It might be better to leave well enough alone.
"Let White-beards keep + be ther own White-Faces"!
Heya, Mike & Paul!
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paul_hammersten
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Post Number: 231
Registered: 03-2004
| | Posted on Sunday, February 12, 2006 - 2:37 pm: |
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No " rubben Buffalo Fat " today when I ventured into the " White Out ". But I did rub in Vitamin E Oil [ 45,000 I. U. ] and oils of Black Currant, Evening Primrose, Macadamia Nut, and Borage.
And no face paint... but my hydrant wrench is freshly painted fire engine red ... all ready to open up a few hydrants in the morning.
Think I will break trail to Hardings Beach first thing and grease a hydrant down near the parking lot. " White Sox " my fox buddy should be out and about then and there.
Heya!
The Turtle |
canoebear
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Post Number: 326
Registered: 05-2004
| | Posted on Wednesday, March 1, 2006 - 10:20 pm: |
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"Tha UnBearable Likeness of Be-en, KILLDEER"
A North American "right-away" bird always come-out runnen like new fawns. Its worth keepen a
watchen eye-out fer be-en fooled by 'tis
broken wing display. When confronted up-close
trickster, broken wing heal-up bird,
who now flies away cry-en out-loud, KILL-DEE!
Tha most famous rifle to come-out runnen in our
frontier lore.... from James Fenimore Cooper 'twas
Hawkeyes KILLDEER, a Pennsylvannia Long Rifle.
An American long rifle in response to requests from frontiersmen + wildlife kill hunters.
Rifle of sort seen in movies of Boon & Crockett.
as well as, Last of tha Mohicans.
But lets not be fooled!
As fer wildlife goes across Superior road-ways barriers between forest & big water, motorists
wood-be-wise to be especally cautious when
steeren clear of wildlife duren dusk till dawn.
KILLDEER road-kills be out-of-season auto strike
vehicle collision mortality.
Exercise caution fer mobility comes with a hi-price.
"IT STOPS WILDLIFE DEAD IN THER TRACKS"!
Bottom line be-en, that wildlife habitat has resulted in millions of animals killed on our pathways every day.
Road-kill be no.1 way humans kill wildlife in
Tha North Americas.
Aviod wildlife road-kills by,
1) signs posted
2)limit driven dark hours
3)don't litter
4)report all kills
Maybe reduce tha impact of roads in wildlife habitat, in addition awareness to future road
development that should avoid wildlife areas of
sensitive places in tha NE, without putten nature at hazzardess risk/or putten nature 2nd.
On return snoeshoe trip from extreme NE had a
car deer accident. I KILLDEER!
Never saw it comen-out, But should hav known.
Even tho blind-sided Tracker 4x4,
I didn't HEED warnen signs.
I hav much blood on my hands too.
KILLDEER put to death,
put an end to hopes & dreams too.
I'm ashamed + moved by missdeeds,
its as bad as poachen by way-of-long-gun, Heya!
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tess
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Post Number: 44
Registered: 03-2004
| | Posted on Thursday, March 2, 2006 - 6:37 am: |
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dear canoebear...thank you for sharing your deeply personal experience, thoughts and feelings...as always, your words operate somewhere between the lines of my soul. |
ghost_brigade
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Post Number: 19
Registered: 04-2004
| | Posted on Thursday, April 13, 2006 - 11:34 pm: |
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canoebear "Indian Paint Brush Savage Lands" |
canoebear
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Post Number: 336
Registered: 05-2004
| | Posted on Sunday, April 16, 2006 - 10:21 am: |
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"Great Smoky Mountains Territory"
Rugged mountains wer sacred to tha Cheokee
before They did a force march to Oklahoma.
Largest stands of Old Growth Forest in tha
United States. Spirit Place be symbol of wildernes, fer sur.
Rugged mountain backcountry be densely wooded
with mixed pines & hardwoods.
Great place to go canoen, kayaken & backpacken.
Such a Superior montainous back-drop of beautifully inspiren "Indian Paint Brush Lands",
wher "Last of Mohicans" be filmed.
Untamed wildlife that dwell in 'tis rough terrain
be Skunks of sorts, our River Otter, fishers,
1 Painted Turtle, raccoons, opossums, elk,
bison, minks, long tail weasels, Tha Grey Wolf,
European Bore, coyote, red wolf, bob cats, chipmunks, neat southern flyen squirrel, red + grey foxes, yes, Eastern Cougars, lovely poisonous copper snakes, timber rattlen venom snakes, spiders & such. By tha way, as of 1960,
no Grey Owl Beavers exist in wetlands below.
Almost forgot, ther be bout 1600 free roamen
Black Bear [now confined] to woodlands with much dense, Canadian type brush.
"Indian Brush Paintens" of savage lands depicts
tha beautiful picturesque view of magnificent uneven scenery that wood blind-eye tha unskilled tender trespasser when confronted with so much wild.
Tha wild thing that be hidden, be tha natural signs & tracks pass-overed, unknowenly..
Tha primitive, tha cruel, tha uncontrolled tha brutal wood be tha down-side of tha beast of tha allurement of beauty.
Savagery showed its wildside on Thursday 04/14/06 on tha Chilhowee Mountain in Tennessee Cherokee National Forest wher a Bear attack occured.
Sadden by it all! Everybody loses!
Not such a pretty picture of tha
"Beast at-large with-in tha Beauty",
Heya ghost_brigade!
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canoebear
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Post Number: 350
Registered: 05-2004
| | Posted on Tuesday, June 6, 2006 - 8:36 pm: |
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"Wind River"
'Tis beautiful stretch of splash paddle river run we do, rushes into tha head winds of a chain of flat moven water-ways.
'Tis shallow lakes river paddlen winds can create challegen conditions of much choppy water wakes that make it difficult to canoe, if not dangerous.
But that be our lay of our Land o' Lakes.
Border states current flow presents a # of
varied paddle experiences + demands to well season us fer our canoe portage voyage to
tha Wilds of tha NE, "Wher Black Bears Be".
We're on tha wind river current now,
putten-in at 1 site & take-out return to
very same bank.
Headen N then come back S, up & down we go,
wher tha be ceaseless & water never tha unchangen.
'Tis here water move make fitten & ready fer
putten-in order wher big wind wave open water-meets that lies ahead.
Be a bit rough now, but don't want any
un-fer-seen mis-adventures farther-U.P.
come Indian Summer.
Tha river's reeds giv-way to tha wind
& tha wind away, Heya!
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canoebear
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Post Number: 351
Registered: 05-2004
| | Posted on Friday, June 9, 2006 - 6:10 pm: |
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"Seasons Allrement"
Watery paint brush of NE Wilds
be a picture setten fer look-seer's
to stop-over & rest.
Wher "true beauty scenery" of
unrestricted trappens be much out-lined.
Be seen in a Canadian solo canoe tripper's
drawn quest move & carry into spring bloom.
Be seen in wildlife & Paint turtles on tha move in tha calm heat & haze of Indian Summer.
Be seen in a backpacker's hike up-to
unfamiliar superior heights
to get panarama maple leaf color show of
Autumn Fall's dazzlen change to brilliance.
Be seen in tracks left by a goen-off
snowshoer who, broke a fresh trail on uneven snow crust thru a far difficult pass.
But no spring/or summer, nor winter has as much
all-time gorgeous power of attraction of wilderness goen-ons than has been seen in
1 Autumnal face season under tha Full of Moon/or
flame torch-Bearer of tha Northern Lights, Heya!
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canoebear
Member
Post Number: 379
Registered: 05-2004
| | Posted on Saturday, November 4, 2006 - 4:22 am: |
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"getten-out of a bad spot"
Last night watched "Survivorman" on tha
Discovery Channel wher Les Stroud suffer's
thru madness of a winter plane crash in tha
snowey Temagami Wilderness & makes it out by
a hare.
Tha snowshoe hare Les snared trapped & killed
put fire in his empty belly to make it out alive.
When tha recovery rescue team showed-up I was hopen that ed, alscool/or hillbilly wood be jumpen-out of irishfield's bush plane, but, Heya!
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ed
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Post Number: 380
Registered: 03-2004
| | Posted on Saturday, November 4, 2006 - 10:10 am: |
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I don't watch any of that reality stuff on TV Canoebear. I would make a poor rescuer.
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irishfield
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Post Number: 87
Registered: 11-2004
| | Posted on Saturday, November 4, 2006 - 1:54 pm: |
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LOL canoebear....it was my friend Peter Dale that dropped Les off. Nobody asked me if I wanted to pick him up or we could have done just that... LOL |
canoebear
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Post Number: 388
Registered: 05-2004
| | Posted on Saturday, December 2, 2006 - 8:15 am: |
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"over tha hills & far away"
2 gradually canoe/or shoe within tha great outdoors.
2 edge our way thru tha wild side of
untamed nature, by a favorable position encompassed.
Be much more than a campaign quest.
Be a bold risky undertaken journey full of
exciten adventures, to put to good use + reguarded ther after.
To break trail wher few has lay track before,
be unbeknownst to us & who cares any-way.
A longen fer, tha thing that be increasenly elusive, an out of tha way NE Wilds,
that be beyond reach/or touch.
A happenen with-out 1's knowledge/nor control.
Undiscovered core of wilderness reveals a wild
place full of wild things that experiences occurrences by unexpected chances that beFalls all.
Be just our blessen from "Lady of tha Lake"
to give us benefit of Superiority look-over at
unheard-of, unfrequented distant region
far removed & unexplored from recreational travel.
Come face to face with pack wolves, moose &
Black Bears on game trail, be just us, them & tha break-in twilight still.
Vast expanse of uneveness rough surface tract
be natures wilds unleashed that allurement beckons tha daren.
All chances, all cardinal directions,
we can't see-to by putten-in/or packen-out, which wood be impenetrable any how.
Creepen steadily along we go, little at a time, in a keenness of mindful respect of tha power of natures course of harmony, no-en full well that unpredictable things will go down & become known.
Stayen watchfull & keepen an ear to tha wind may give us an edge advantage with open-air risk.
So far, so good, but U never no, Heya!
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tess
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Post Number: 85
Registered: 03-2004
| | Posted on Friday, August 10, 2007 - 7:32 am: |
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Wilderness is…
Words get in the way.
Wildness is …
reciprocal relationships
and that which happens in the in-between spaces
it’s not about me “becoming one” with the universe,
but me and “the other” coming to together, “becoming more” than what we are individually
becoming more
The "we" that happens,
with music, mountains, running, silent lakes, poetry, free-falling, sexual ecstasy, meditation …
I am drawn into this relationship. It is reciprocal after all. Wildness happens in any direction.
Noisy noisy words! Shhhhhh…
heya} |
sundown
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Post Number: 182
Registered: 04-2007
| | Posted on Friday, August 10, 2007 - 8:49 am: |
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Or...
Wilderness is...
Wildness...
Unbridled, and unfrocked...
Reciprocations...
You do this, while I do that...
Lefthand, Righthand.
Leftbrain, Rightbrain.
Leftheart, Rightheart.
Equal measure emitting and absorbing...
Balance...
Words falling away...
with an Autumn Birch's no-further-need-for...
The coming together...
the melting...
the melding...
the returning-to-oneness...
the every pebble changing the course of any river...
the union of Being and Beast
of Rock and Water
of Pinetop and Heaven
of Silence and Emotion
a parting glance over ones' weary shoulder.
no need for words,
for a word once spoken
might never be made unsaid.
I SO treasure such silences.
Sundown |
paul_hammersten
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Post Number: 279
Registered: 03-2004
| | Posted on Saturday, August 11, 2007 - 7:11 am: |
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My
Wilderness is...this summer is of salt water not fresh.
My
Shell is a wet suit.
My
Canoe is a body board.
My
Wilderness is primative
http://www.thebeachcomber.com/beach/beachcam.htm
The Turtle |
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