Andrea Dietrich Poet Sonnet

A Stone In the Cold Part 6 - Runner Up

(my part six entry into the crown sonnet started by Debs)

Ahead the bear in sudden motion stands.
I want to turn and run, but this is not
my way;  I grasp my knife in trembling hands.
This fight will be like none I’ve ever fought!

The beast is greatly wounded; I can tell
by how he weaves, and I must take his life!
His neck I’ll strike. I breathe in; then exhale. . .
With all my might, I lunge out with my knife.

My free wrist he has clawed, but I am good!
Again and then again, I thrust and thrust.
Blood gushes from him as I knew it would.
I willed his death, for in myself I trust.

His warmth I’ll take by scraping fur from skin.
I bow before the bear to honor him.

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Phyllis Babcock May 14, 2014 at 10:27 PM Another wonderful sonnet Andrea. You can picture this act and feel the adrenalin rush. love phyl

Dr.Ram Mehta March 15, 2014 at 2:11 AM Congratulations on the fine with beautiful sonnet, andrea

Skat A March 15, 2014 at 1:13 AM Andrea, Congratulations, on your Hunt for a Sonnet Gem. Awesomely done. ~SKAT~

Frederic Parker March 14, 2014 at 10:08 PM congrats on your win my poetic friend, remind me never approach you unarmed especially if you have a knife

Joseph May March 14, 2014 at 9:55 PM Congrats on your win Andrea

Daver Austin February 20, 2014 at 9:59 AM This is not your romantic type sonnet, but it does bear up under examination. I like it. LOve, daver

Painted Hunter February 18, 2014 at 11:06 AM Comin' by to fave this......hey, I took out a bear with a knife...how cool is that...;) Andrea Dietrich February 18, 2014 at 9:51 PM THANK you!!!

Kelly Deschler February 10, 2014 at 4:29 PM I love the action and the adventure that you put into this poem. It makes the words come alive, and I found myself reading faster and faster, just to see what happens next. A really great write, Andrea!...Thank you so much for the wonderful comments on my sonnet. :)

Robert Johnson February 8, 2014 at 7:41 PM I'm sitting here out in left field. Not knowing what to think. A poem like this from your kind quill is enough to make me drink. :) Just having fun with rhyme. Quite a gripping tale of do or die bravery. Fun read, as long as that's all I have to do. :) Peace. Andrea Dietrich February 8, 2014 at 7:45 PM I was just following a story line. Normally this kind of poetry would never have occurred to me!

Joe Maverick February 8, 2014 at 1:27 PM Well Andrea I'd a never a thougt it of ya..' a dang wild woman sure enough..' and now ya wannn'a win the poetry prize i 'spose...Still Could be all in a day for ya' by the wa y best wishes there..' P S, and for the record j'ist how big was that Bar..'? Andrea Dietrich February 8, 2014 at 7:46 PM I don't know, Joe. The hunter was Caleb, not me. hahaha.(I am a runner up. When the contest is over, you will see the sonnets Debs chose to be in the crown of sonnets.)

Donna Jones February 7, 2014 at 10:06 AM Wow.....I was there with in this story....fantastic!

Tim Ryerson February 7, 2014 at 5:03 AM Wow Andrea, another beauty from the sonnet queen! This reminds me of the movie 'The Last of the Mohicans' when Hawkeye, Chingachgook and Uncas kill the deer and Uncas kneels down and says 'We are sorry for killing you my brother' and then thanks it for providing them with food. Wes Studi gave one of his best performances as Magua...He was downright scary! As always, thanks for your comments and support...You have been a true friend to me from the beginning...

Mustapha Mohammed February 7, 2014 at 4:25 AM Okay warrior princes I enjoyed this one from you. Great write my friend.

Adam -- Eve February 7, 2014 at 2:02 AM Violent survival....virtue in your victory Andrea Great write

Sara Kendrick February 6, 2014 at 4:56 PM Very strong story woven within these lines..I am glad that I stopped by to read you part in the sonnet..Thanks for the visit to my page..Spring will be here and it will be welcomed...Sara

Lucilla Carrillo February 6, 2014 at 4:53 PM OK first you kill him and than you honor him. I like that. What comes after taking the fur off? have a great day... Lucilla

Matthew Anish February 6, 2014 at 9:36 AM Sounds like a desperate battle! Was it influenced by Native American customs? Peace & Love Matthew Anish

Jack Horne February 6, 2014 at 8:35 AM Well, I just LOVE this, my friend. I've just posted our collab poem - thanks again for writing with me : )

Monterey Sirak February 6, 2014 at 8:09 AM Wonderfully written! Love how you ended it with honor.

David Williams February 5, 2014 at 4:44 PM soupmail...

Joseph May February 5, 2014 at 10:30 AM A very good sixth jewel for the crown Andrea....best wishes

John Lawless February 5, 2014 at 9:48 AM Andrea, I would like to read the previous five sonnets to see what precipitated your encounter with the bear. interesting treatment of the respect for nature and the struggles therein

Darren Watson February 5, 2014 at 6:13 AM I was going to send you a teddy bear for your birthday but you've had it now , lo Loved the poem , Well put together and easy to follow.l

Harry Horsman February 5, 2014 at 4:46 AM unusual from you Andrea,, but more important,, still outstanding poetry...

David Williams February 5, 2014 at 3:41 AM wow I wouldn't want to be a bear when you are around. and hungry ....

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