Archive for the ‘moon’ Tag

~ Prelude to a Valentine ~   1 comment

(Just some old words, crying for some music to turn them into a song)


Just an old familiar song I hear
Keeps wanderin’ back to me
Brings me back to times so dear
When you were here with me
It’s just a melody
That brings back memories
A soft and tender tune
Beneath the stars and moon
Along a lonely avenue
With nothing there to see
Notes ring out so clear and true
This haunting melody

It’s just a melody
That brings back memories
A soft and tender tune
Beneath the stars and moon
Don’t think that I’ll get over you
It’s plain for me to see
I’m still held by a love that’s true
A haunting melody.
It’s just a melody
That brings back memories
A soft and tender tune
Beneath the stars and moon
You come into my arms again
Your bright eyes look at me
Seems you heard that same refrain
That haunting melody.


It’s just a melody
That brings back memories
A soft and tender tune
Beneath the stars and moon




Posted January 31, 2018 by PapaBear in A Little Romance, Memories, Other Art, Personal, Songs

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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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