The Bear

Written by Alicia

He walked, he walked, his broad shoulders
red, hot with muscles.
His raggly, untidy fur smiled up at me,
which explained what I could see.
I call him the bear,
just the bear.
nothing more,
nothing less.

That magnificent creature of them all.
They are beautiful.
Imagine, think
The bear, the brown bear, he listened.
There was a silence.
It was as if the world was dead.
The bear pawed the ground.
I heard his sound.
His brown eyes glittered, staring down at me.

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    Madelyn – 23 October 2022

    This is so amazing! You are such an amazing poet!

    Aj the Storyteller – 29 January 2022

    By the way, I'm one of your biggest fans now.

    AJ the Storyteller – 29 January 2022

    OK, move out of the way Robert Frost and Emily Dickinson! Here comes Alicia! This is just incredible. The way you describe this vague, mysterious creature as a bear is...I have no words to express my amazement. Keep it up!

    Oola – 14 July 2020


    Reihaneh – 1 June 2020

    Amazing poem

    Rachel – 8 January 2018

    Wonderful writing. You are so good at poems.

    Meghan N. – 15 January 2017

    Way to go Alicia !

    Bonisha – 28 April 2014

    I really like how you described juicy details!! It makes me squeeze orange and make that juicy!!???!! U rock !!!