Teddy Poems

More Than A Soft Toy

Your fur is worn thin now,
patches where love pressed too hard,
but to me you were never just a toy -
you were the voice of courage
when the dark grew too loud.

I held you like a secret shield,
breathing into your sewed ear
the worries I dared not share with my mother.
You guarded them in silence,
never speaking a word
but

Davy Crockett 1786-1836

According to the ballad,
Davy Crockett, born in Tennessee
(part of North Carolina at the time),
kilt him a b'ar when he was only three
(altho' only a song,
always had my doubts about cruelty to animals
from one so young).
Playing with it night and day, young Davy
should have taken more care
(had a hunting reputation),
he pulled the arms and legs off
his

MY BEST FRIEND, MAXINE THE FAIRY

Sunny yellow straw hats with ribbons and bows,
Butterflies that shine when the full moon glows,
Feather cushions scattered of bright pink and blue, 
Buttercups and daises have such a magnificent hue,
The above are my dreams as I think of you.

Chocolates, candy and rainbow-colored gummies,
Fill us up and says no more for you to our tummies,
Kittens that

Faithful Teddy

From the inside of music I looked out far
The sky was cloudy, preparing for rain
Sir Rattle on the Mezzo played Sir Elgar
The air fumed sour like the dead champagne 
I went for the memories, to see your face
In times when the sky was bright blue
But wherever I turned to, was just empty space
And the most

Our New Roommate Teddy

My two roommates and I are builders.
We build each other up, and have a great time.
We decide we need another roommate.

Teddy applies. He is quiet, but calm.
His references are glowing.
We invite him to room with us.

Teddy is a demolisher.
We take care of things.
He destroys them.

We are free-spirited creators.
He is grouchy and tries to extinguish our

teddy

I ain't normal, not even close
not even as a child, played with dolls
and paper cut-outs but I always decapitated
them (do you remember mother?)
finding the head of my sister's Clarabell
doll floating in the utility sink in the
basement but my tedddy, my teddy how I beat him
until he came into my young child's dreams to
seek revenge and

feelings toward her teddy bear

He was parked on top of a worn satchel in Omaha
In the middle of a train station, so lah-dee-dah
Where was his child? He began to scream for his ma.
She ran up and grabbed him by his fluffy padded paw

I told you he would wait for me she told her astounded mother.
He is more than my

Overrun by stuffed subdued teddy bears

Overrun by stuffed subdued teddy bears...

of diverse and sundry sizes engaged 
in woebegone wild rumpus
as a last hoorah 
for diversity, equity and inclusion,
whose somber bowed heads
(hide their snickers
just a kiss away)
their backsides mimicked 
tufted heavenly clouds 
interspersed amidst with imaginary fallen angels 
softly chanting profane funereal requiem, 
where a former 
warren of dust bunnies galore

Unwriting My Sister as a Teddy Bear

I’ve behaved poorly every winter
I can remember, my awfulness in each
separated only by degrees, 
secrets piled like snowdrifts at the corners 
of rooms I wouldn’t stay in. 

Hiding was easier.
I stuffed myself in the closet 
of our pit-city apartment—
walls infested with neighbors 
tiptoeing through roach powder 
caked like salt-circle prayers—
my sister above me, her small

Teddy Bear

Can't wait for the day
To tell you I'm so sorry
Forget to hug you.

Teddy Bear

I smelled of lavenders when she first held me,
With her tiny hands and smile of a dove.
I became her best friend,
She would meet me day and night,
Feed me and put me to sleep.

I watched her grow into a woman,
She doesn't visit me so often now,
Only at nights as I lay there on the bed, hungry

Bear on the Shelf

There once was a bear
Who was loved for his shoes 
To a girl he was gifted
Just her cuddly muse

On a once rainy day
With a shelter required
The brolly was shaken
To it's cover retired

Then a browse through the store
With her eyes shining bright
The gloss of his footwear
Caught a beam of the light

A flash and a sparkle
Was all

Teddy Bears Hat and Scarf

Helen had a teddy bear’s hat of blue 
She had a teddy bear’s scarf
I bet her underwear is full of bears too
Said an uncouth guy name of Barf

I have regular white panties today
She said primly in a not very nice way
Irritated that is what he did say
Barf and she never got along at all after

Teddy is Jeremy

Why does a grown man have a teddy bear?
Is a piece of fluff a valuable memory?
It was an overcoat back then,
a seamstress worked so hard,
cut it up, shaped it, stuffed it,
and turned it into a teddy bear.

Yes, stuff that was fluff and yet
we give a toy a name and talk to it,
say good morning or
"Hi,

Teddy Gets a New Outfit

Teddy looked sad, forlorn cold and bare
Sat on the bed with nothing to wear
So aunty got out her knitting pins
To knit Teddy some warm cosy things.

First came a jumper in shades of blue
Then some trousers, the same colour too
Also a scarf, a hat and some mitts
To please Pip, her young nephew that is.

Aunty knitted all

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