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
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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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

Incredible!

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 !!!