Best Bears Poems
Two teddy bears, named
Ted and Fred,
Packed a picnic basket with buns,
And home-made bread,
Keep to the path their mummy said,
So off they went, along the way,
Happy teddy bears were Ted and Fred,
We’re going to the woods’ hurray,
What a lovely, happy first of May,
Was this exciting warm Spring Day.
They swung their basket as they skipped,
They sung and saw fresh berries’
Which they picked,
Poor little Fred his finger pricked,
It’s just a scratch,
Big brother said,
But we must be careful, said Ted,
It’s going to rain, must find
A safe, dry place,
Fred began to cry, tears streaked
Down his face.
The clouds were building up in the sky,
Lightning and thunder way up high,
Each one pulled up their hood.
Brrr………… its getting cold,
Don’t walk so fast Ted, said little Fred,
I’m scared, are we so very lost,
No, Ted replied, but we must find
The path back home at any cost.
Big brother looked helplessly around,
Felt hopeless, for young brother Fred
Who wanted mummy, what if they could not
Find their way back home, what a dread,
That would break their parent's heart,
Shhh ……. Fred, said Ted, lets' find
the path, where did we start'.
Mama and papa bears began to worry,
They put their raincoats on,
And went into the woods, where are my
Baby bears mama cried,
Freddy and Ted.
Papa bear bravely took the lead,
Mama don’t fret said he,
We will find them soon you’ll see.
Both plump and slow,
Papa started to sing, I know,
Singing calms you down, join me.
The little bears heard their parents singing,
Excited, they began flinging
Up their scarves and hats, screaming,
We are over here, we are over here,
They ran into each other’s arms, so glad,
All were so happy, this picnic,
Could have ended sad,
For eventually no picnic was even had.
They all joined hands and sung,
As their voices merrily rung
Through-out the woods.
They got back home papa, Fred and Ted
Watched TV,
Whilst mama bear prepared supper happily,
She read them nursery rhymes in bed,
They fell asleep, she tucked them in,
Sleep well my babies, mama said.
The endless time glass
where stars drop like sand and rain
creating flowers
Deep in the meadow, where deer run wild in the open,
Papa bear was waking his two cubs from their sheltered den.
"Go out and play Cailyn and Jess, go discover something new,
and always remember you take care of me and I take care of you"
Jess went running as fast as can be leaving her little sister behind.
She wanted to run to the river to see what fishes she could find.
"wait up wait up" Cailyn shouted and hollered at her sisters back.
She followed slowly and carefully inside her sisters foot track.
Jess shouted back "Sis why can't you just let me be.
I don't need you right now and you don't need me"
This made little bear Cailyn so very sad, she ran and hid
Crying and crying from what her sister cub just did
Off in the distance she could here Jess scream
" Cailyn, Cailyn, come help. I'm stuck in the stream"
Cailyn went running as fast as her little legs would go
Having to help her sister, the only friend she did ever know
She just got there in time as Jess was about to fall
Reaching Cailyn helped her out, whew what a close call
The two dirty cubs went home to be with their dad
They fell a sleep in the then den, both of them glad
Papa bear's advice these two little bitty bear cubs was so true
"Always remember you take care of me and I take care of you."
Children's Fable Contest
07/07/2014
The last Night of October
It's that time, again, the last night of October,
the last glow of twilight nearly gone.
Children race out and about,
winding through the streets and alleys.
Brightly colored costumes,
mom's old wig, dad's old sport coat.
All hoping to fill their bags with the prize:
Candy bars, bag of licorice, candy corn, pop corn balls,
apples, Bit-O-Honey, and Pez dispensed joy.
Some, their favorites, to greedily keep their own,
others to give to a poor sibling, who stayed home with the mumps.
With faces painted, steel themselves, for the gauntlet ahead,
the familiar street now somehow strange in the gloom,
to walk past hallowed ground,
All was quiet, save for the rustling of the leaves.
The daylight gone, now cloaked in Stygian darkness..,
ahead lie, the old grave yard.
Raucous laughter, which echoed only moments before,
trailed off into whispered murmurs.
All eyes from the once merry band looked now,
to their leader, albeit quickly chosen,
the tallest, and oldest, and bravest.
He too, resolve waning, felt the grip of those things unknown,
in the shadowy mist,
heart now beating faster, he chides the little ones,
for being such silly ninnies.
Just now, what was that! What was that sound?!?
Was that an owl? Or, maybe Old Man Godfrey, come back from his
now disturbed rest!
Young sister's hands clasped brother's, tightly,
and brother's, impishly taking the clammy worts,
decidedly grew, just a bit older, wiser,
and braver in kind.
Now turning the corner at Elm street, they walked at even pace.
With heads bowed low, mid-block, each chanced a glance, only to look away,
from the wrought iron gate.
Young heads, did now envision mystic spectres, ghouls and fantastic phantoms, with jaws agape, smiling in toothy cheer, bony fingered hands reaching through the heavy bars.
Swallowing dryly, daring just one quick glance back,
at the narrow lane winding, into the stone covered grounds,
dotted with ivy covered trees of willow and oak.
Back into the world of the living, back to
All Hallow's Eve.
-Happy Halloween
Winter snows recede
Warmer days do their part
Rivers start to swell
Awakened by natures clock
Hibernating bears emerge
Lions and Tigers and Bears, oh, my.
Lions and Tigers and Bears, oh why?
Lions and Tigers and Bears are not really all that scary to me,
When we read the facts about other animals in tropical forests, and under the sea.
We should change the song to this little tune:
Puffer Fish, Golden poison dart frog and the tsetse fly, oh my.
Puffer Fish, Golden poison dart frog and the tsetse fly, oh why?
These little creatures are as scary as the cone snail which is no cartoon.
The cone snail has a hypodermic-like needle with venom, shaped like a harpoon.
So if you see a cone shell, on a beautiful beach,
Remind yourself it may be alive, before you reach.
If you are in a rain forest, and you see the cutest little golden frog hopping through,
Know before you pocket it that it weighs less than an ounce, but has enough poison to kill you.
The golden poison dart frog could take you out, and nine of your favorite fellow travelers too.
The toxin, which comes out of her sweet little skin,
could show you all what a mood she is in.
The puffer fish is clumsy, and slow, and cannot readily hide.
But his toxins are more deadly than twelve hundred spoons of cyanide.
Lions, tigers, and bear, oh my.
Better them than the puffer fish, golden dart frog, cone snail, and the tsetse fly.
They'll find food at dump.
Place where people throw garbage.
Bears don't go hungry.
January 24 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on Exodus 19-21
Key Verse – Exodus 19:3-4 And Moses went up unto God, and the LORD called unto him out of the mountain, saying, Thus shalt thou say to the house of Jacob, and tell the children of Israel; Ye have seen what I did unto the Egyptians, and how I bare you on eagles' wings, and brought you unto myself.
FAITH IN GOD WHO BEARS US ON EAGLES’ WINGS
God bears us on eagles’ wings by His loving compassion
Extra-special are we around His eternal salvation
Excellent is His power that increases our faith’s action
Exposing us to His works of perfection.
God bears us on eagles’ wings from hell-penalty’s gruesomeness
Extra-blessed are we amidst His faithfulness
Excellent is His sacrifice that grants our faith divine worthiness
Exposing us to His awesome magnificent holiness.
God bears us on eagles’ wings upon His pardoning judgment
Extra-privileged are we along His ransom of redemption-settlement
Excellent is His covenant that assures our faith of trust fulfillment
Exposing us to His standards of Scriptural measurement.
God bears us on eagles’ wings with His liberating freedom
Extra-fortunate are we to be led toward His kingdom
Excellent is His guidance that directs our faith’s walk with His wisdom
Exposing us to His great commission for functional Christendom.
God bears us on eagles’ wings along His mighty revival
Extra-benefited are we because of His promised victorious survival
Excellent is His glory that radiates in our faith’s favour and approval
Exposing us to His greatness as we await His grand arrival.
God bears us on eagles’ wings through His upholding fellowship
Extra-protected are we since we are offered His friendship
Excellent is His Word that nurtures our faith’s stewardship
Exposing us to His truths of discipleship upon servant-leadership.
God bears us on eagles’ wings toward His jubilant victory
Extra-guarded are we under His territory against evil’s fury
Excellent is His safety that secures our faith’s drive against injury
Exposing us to His ministry, especially in sharing His Gospel story.
January 24, 2025
body bears shadow under light only but shadow has no shadow
Emilia J, so lovely and light, no sun-bearing song, could be singing so bright,
In the heat of the day, or the chill of the night, Emilia J, is a beautiful sight,
At the core of the Earth, or the crag-bearing crust, Emilia J, is a beacon of trust,
If you batter your bread, in a bag-tearing bust, Emilia J, is a poetry must.
Emilia J, how great can you be, writing your poems from the top of a tree,
The crows are upset, invariably, but Emilia J, is a blossom to me,
Her writing is finer than rabbits have hares, Emilia J, is a friend to the bears,
If poetry, possibly, prickles your pears, Emilia J, is a poet who cares.
Baby bears bounce basketballs, but not before playing blind mans bluff.
Copyright © Cynthia Jones
Sept.29/2004
Standing all alone,
On the edge of extinction;
I'm a polar bear.
It's a picture of Lucas and me.
We're cuties you have to agree.
The love that we share
with our Mom "Randa Bear",
is in the smile on my face that you see.
Poet: Ralph Taylor 5/2/11
Contest: Brotherly Love
Bears
coming
through…
graceful
giant bears
coming
through.
Twirling,
swirling…they
waltz: One, two, three.
One, two, three.
Laughing
bears
dancing
together,
right on
through.
Off they
go!!!!
06/14/15
Entry for Contest: Shall We Waltz?
Host: Kim Merryman
*in the Air Force we had a program for Airmen who were struggling to meet the physical fitness requirements, which we referred to in a sort of tongue-in-cheek manner as "The Dancing Bears" program.
Lions, tigers and bears alarm me, no-brainer!
Zookeepers seem to like them and circus trainers.
Some blokes put gray in your hair - like Freddy Krueger
but strokes are not funny, I panic 'round cougars.
Pythons, parrots and apes distress me, no-brainer
Crocodile Dundee was just an entertainer.
Trees are traps and leopards lie perfectly still there,
they'll permanently jeopardize lots more than hair.
Gray wolves, foxes and deer upset me, no-brainer
Forest rangers take care and jungle campaigners.
Locks don't stop gorillas, stray geese or grizzlies
merely seeing them turns my locks to frizzlies.
Toadfrogs, lizards and hares concern me, no-brainer.
Steve Irwin, I am not, should I make it plainer?
Lions, tigers and bears make me sweat unaware,
wild animal beasties leave me pulling my hair.