Category: free verse

language

crisp words flutter through rustling leaves,

the giants of the wood gracefully bow,

listening to the language of red and gold


spin

in obscurity, my memories spin like forgotten constellations,

a haunting trace of lost time, elusive reflections of what once was, 

fading phantoms in this silent abyss


bear

in the northern rainforests, the spirit bear roams,

its cream fur sets it apart, a widely known legend

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in native mythos, revered as a symbol of peace,

scientifically, it’s the Kermode bear, a rare beast


wisdom

among ancient stones, wisdom resides,

majestic peaks, like sentinels of time,

their weathered faces hold the answers

of a thousand suns and endless climbs


black

in twilight’s shroud, the black wolf prowls,

a vessel for change, beneath the moon’s dark scowl

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silent, deep, amidst the night’s soft hush,

metamorphosis weaves in nature’s lush

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