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~ Stars ~   1 comment


The night is crystal clear

And the slivered moon is bright.

Stars wink at me

From their place in the heavens tonight.

I see your reflection

In their eyes






Posted May 22, 2017 by PapaBear in A Little Romance, Experiences, Memories, Poetry

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~~ Perdido ~~   2 comments



Along a quiet, cloudless shore

Through the sleepy mist of night

In shadows left by starlight

The search begins once more.


Witnessed by a silvery moon,

Through the chambers of my mind

The journey of a thousand nights

Wandering…, as though blind.


Hoping for a memory,

A faint and haunting trace

A fleeting shadow’s glance, to see

That sweet familiar face.


Searching in a hapless way

Forgetting pathways taken

The quest disrupted…, breaking day,

Still lost…, I awaken.





Good Night Everybody !





Tonight   2 comments



The night was calm and quiet

Except for an occasional cricket, or cicada

The evening sky was crystal clear

Venus stood high in the heavens

Peering at the sliver of a pale moon

Slowly bringing itself above the horizon

She seemed to smirk at the sliver of a crescent

As if to say…, “Is that all you’ve got ???

I smiled as I watched the other stars appear

One by one enjoying the celestial contest.

Needless to say, tonight was a beautiful night.




Posted June 8, 2016 by PapaBear in Personal, Prose

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~~ Na Feile Padraig!’ ~~   3 comments


na Feile Padraig!’

A Happy St Patrick’s Day t’  Y’all !!!



You can’t kiss an Irish girl unexpectedly.

You can only kiss her sooner than she thought you would…


…….now for a toast or two for the day, yerself, an’ perchance yer sweetheart….

I have known many,
and liked not a few,
but loved only one
and this toast is to you.


May you have the hindsight to know where you’ve been,
The foresight to know where you are going,
And the insight to know when you have gone too far.

Slainte !!!




‘Tis time now for PapaBear’s traditional toast to all o’ me Irish friends out there…

…and wouldn’t ye all be Irish on St Paddy’s Day, wouldn’t y’ now ???



May you always have

the sun on your face

And a dry path to walk.

May the stars fill your eyes

And the moon light

The way to your door

May you know

Peace in your dreams

And love in your heart


celt heart






Posted March 16, 2016 by PapaBear in A Little Romance, Family, Personal, Poetry

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~ Christmas Card ~   6 comments


Merry Christmas all languages


To all of you…

May the celebration of the Christmas holiday, and the coming of a New Year

bring happiness, joy, love, and peace to you, your families, and your countries.

May your days be filled with sunshine

May your fondest dreams come true

Moon and stars to light your night

And your skies be ever blue.


Merry Christmas Everyone



Good Night !



++ Good Night Everybody ++   5 comments


Under the soft subtle hue

Of a silvery full moon,

With spruce and pine a pillow,

A cushion of leaves for sheets

And a blanket made of stars.

There I will find sweet rest

And peace


Good Night Everybody !


Posted November 8, 2015 by PapaBear in Experiences, Memories, Personal, Prose

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~~ There’s a Moon Out Tonight ~~   9 comments


There’s a moon out tonight

Fills my eyes with its light

And I’m here.



There are stars out tonight

Make the skies so bright

And you’re there.



The moon and stars light a sky so bright

There is joy and love on this eternal night

They’re together again.



He sat in a hooch in a distant land, cleaning and re-assembling his equipment.  It was quiet except for the occasional loud laugh or expletive from one of the others in the hooch.  He didn’t mind the noise so much because of the brotherhood he shared with them.  Conflict and combat creates bonds between people with whom they would not normally share, but here, in this humid, hot, dirty, jungle hell hole they were all brothers, looking out for and protecting each other, and sharing thoughts and feelings that they would normally hold inside as too private.

Memories of his recent past had been heavy on his mind for days now.  How could life be so unfair.  Their lives had only just begun, their plans and dreams all lay ahead of them…, til that December night.  It seemed as though his life had ended that night when she lay, dying, in his arms at the hospital.  Everything in this world that was most important to him was abruptly cut off when she closed her eyes that final time and that last raspy breath left her.  His beautiful wife, their unborn child, the sweet life and love that they’d shared…, gone with her last heartbeat.  He kept recounting all the moments of their time together from the night they met to those final moments, detailing each second, minute, hour, and day, committing them to memory so as not to lose any part of her.  Quite often, unbid tears would run down from his eyes and the others would just quietly give him space and privacy to mourn, all now knowing his story.  By morning he would be alright, alert and dependable as always.

The new day dawned, grey and wet.  They had orders to report to a new LZ to set up a mobile tower for helicopter traffic control.  He packed his gear and joined his crew walking out to the helipad and they discussed the upcoming job.

A shot rang out from the edge of the trees, about a hundred yards away…, a sniper.  He felt the impact as the bullet entered his left side and slumped to the ground as all strength left him.  There was a bright light in his eyes and through it he saw her walking to him, reaching to take his hand, “Come darlin’.  It’s time to go home now.”  Their hands entwined he rose and followed her into the light.  Then, looking back, he viewed the shell of a body that had served him for 19 years and saluted it with this final thought…, “Mission accomplished, I’m going home”.


For all the brothers (and sisters) who served and never made it back.  This is for you.