The Bear Poem by Barry Middleton

The Bear



the clumsy lumbering
frightening I suppose

the old silverback
grown soft and fat now

you were a golden
champion of the mountain

a breath of frost
on the Yellowstone River

seeking Cutthroat trout
and ripe sarvisberry

now the winter comes
and you are ready

before the first snow
you wonder

you turn into the cave
with no prayer

the leaves wait for ice
soon you will rest

Sunday, February 14, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: bear,nature
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