Awakening At Garnet Lake Poem by Chas Weeden

Awakening At Garnet Lake

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The Kelty one-man tent flaps face Ritter
The night is me and the Sierran darkness
As no moon reflects upon the granite

Cold sun touches its light upon the high peaks
As mist lingers layered against the slopes
I remain in my bag to await warmth

A bear walks past my tent and looks in
We find our own kind in each other, and
Awaken to our illusory lives.

Awakening At Garnet Lake
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Chinedu Dike 13 July 2021

Nicely expressed thoughts and feelings. Really an insightful piece of poetry, poignant and very heartfelt...

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LeeAnn Azzopardi 13 July 2021

beautiful simple and wonderful Bravo!

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Rose Marie Juan-austin 12 July 2021

A marvelous poem embellished with great images

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