Salmon Bites

Like a Grizzly bear looking intently from the rivers rocky crest I hunger for the first bite of succulent Alaska salmon Fresh caught in the mornings first glow of peachy dew light Open pink flesh glistening with rich aroma of the briny sea Upon my grill graced in lemon garlic drizzle with fresh dill Served on warm plates nestled on wild rice like a fleece blanket A fine wine and friends gathered about the patio table Glasses raised in thanks as lips moisten in Grizzly anticipation