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Dancing Bears

the image of a bear dancing makes me want to weep and weep I push the scene away oh sweet baby bears taken from their mothers and the wild and trained to dance with an unimaginable cruelty (I cannot even describe it) rings put in their nose and jaw teeth broken or removed and food dreadful I must push this scene away for it's too cruel to fathom, the wildlife sanctuaries are trying to end this in the world I pray one day they will but I have another image in my head so magical of baby bears in the wild dancing while their mother sleeps nearby three bears in a circle tapping their little feet in time joyfully they dance innocent of the cruel world waiting . . . _________________________ March 19, 2019 Poetry/Free Verse/Dancing Bears Copyright Protected, ID-19-1126-082-02 All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym. Written for the contest, Bring On The Dancing Bears sponsor, John Lawless Eighth Place
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Mcguire Avatar
April 26, 2019 at 10:31 PM
So true Dear Heart, great poem! I remember as a child in Appalachia a guy had a bear cub with an Indian bonnet on it. For a quarter you could feed it a bottle of milk. I remember the chain and the misery of the bear working for food. It was a wonder it did not bite my face off.
La France Avatar
April 29, 2019 at 8:52 AM
Timothy, thanks for visiting and your compassion for the bears, the bear probably did not bite you because its teeth had been removed, how sad and horrible is that! How pathetic that a wild creature is made to do such a thing for money, it makes me sick and angry !
Dietrich Avatar
April 26, 2019 at 6:49 PM
I remember this sweet one so adorable. BIG congrats on your win, Dear Heart!
La France Avatar
April 29, 2019 at 8:53 AM
Andrea, thanks for the congrats, the baby bears are adorable but the captured bears plight is far from sweet !
Lawless Avatar
April 26, 2019 at 6:39 PM
A touching reminder of the beauty of nature and the cruelness of man(and woman) thanks for entering the contest
La France Avatar
April 29, 2019 at 8:53 AM
John, thank you so much for the contest and my placement !
Krutsinger Avatar
March 20, 2019 at 9:42 AM
This is darling, a tribute to keeping the wild where they belong, in the wild, with their mothers. Reminds me of the cruelty and unthinkingness of man.
La France Avatar
April 29, 2019 at 8:57 AM
Caren, the cruelty of mankind never fails to amaze me, wild creatures belong in the wild, sadly many of these saved bears can never be released to the wild, as they usually have no teeth or have other handicaps that prevent it, so they will live out their lives in sanctuary reserves, safe and cared for at least. God bless these people !
Dietrich Avatar
March 19, 2019 at 7:26 PM
this was just wonderful, Dear Heart. You have a big dear heart for nature's creatures.
La France Avatar
April 29, 2019 at 8:58 AM
Andrea, thanks for visiting, oh yes, I weep for the wildlife but I have nothing to offer to help them !
Michael Avatar
March 19, 2019 at 3:04 PM
Lot's of love here...written by a Dear Heart for sure...
La France Avatar
April 29, 2019 at 8:58 AM
Arturo, thanks for seeing the love I have for all creatures but especially for those abused !
Andresen Avatar
March 19, 2019 at 2:38 PM
- It is cruel to think about what people can do with animals - Let bears dance in freedom and joy :) - A heartbreaking writing, D.H. - Best wishes in the contest - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
La France Avatar
April 29, 2019 at 9:00 AM
Anne Lise, yes the plight of the dancing bears is heartbreaking and thankfully governments are making it a crime now, but there is still much of it going on, thanks for visiting !
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