The Bear.

The Bear in the dead of summer sings to serenade the fish, the

strength

of his mouth as vulnerable as the flute---his prey cannot resist

the waltz of his lungs.

Savouring the taste he sits under the green of a tree, scratching

His back upon its wood ladened body and rests a while among the tall flowers.

A cricket chirps in a frenzy of kisses…

The Bear rises and wanders into the wood…the evening shadows

are jolly and quiet. He moves like a tremor from a flame, knowing

the embers of his movement are pure...

Reviews

[Betty Hermelee]

great imagery... yes a bear can be very mysterious at times, but since he hovers over others in his strength, he can enjoy his life and not worry too much about other creature's danger to him. I love the words "serenade the fish" probably his happiest meal. Well done.
Best,
B.

[Cherrie]

Watching the lumbering beast can lull your sensibilities. They are magnificent creatures. I enjoyed this summer stroll amongst nature.

[Danny Metcalfe]

Thank you, Cherrie.