The Grizzly Bear

The leaves had fallen weeks ago, the trees were standing bare, As I would sit and watch the snow drift gently through the air. Just beyond the veil of white, so seemingly benign -- As I would gaze into the night, and sip my glass of wine -- A silhouette of death appeared, and I could only stare To see what I had always feared…so vague, but - clearly there. Peering through the dark and flake…at first a bit obscure… I saw the lumbering stance he’d take, and watched the quivering fur As…charging through the frigid night, the Grizzly made his way, With me -- the target in his sight…his evening meal…his prey! Crashing through the wall of glass - (the only thing between) - The roaring monster made his pass to kill the one he’d seen. Standing more than ten feet tall, I smelled his raunchy breath As -- framed within the shattered wall -- a thousand pounds of death Was poised to tear my limbs away, now slashing through the air! But…..I would live another day, and left him lying there! I only lived because the bear -- would have a heart attack! I skinned the varmint then and there! You’re standing on his back! PS: I've now got 4 new Audio-CDs - @ 4 1/2 hours each = (62 diversely varied pieces). They’re listed on EBAY - under - “Mark Stellinga Poetry” - or available by simply contacting me at -- mark@writerofbooks.com -- should those of you who enjoy listening to poems as well as reading them - and particularly those of you that travel - care to be so entertained. (We use safe and simple - PayPal) There are a bunch of my pieces on YouTube as well --- Cheers, Mark