Monday, January 2, 2012


A bear grows tired of shitting in the woods.
"I am even tired of salmon," says the bear.
The bear becomes a Catholic,
And sends the Pope out into the forest to fend for himself;
"Kneel on the soft moss," the bear advises the Pontiff.
"Open your heart to God.
Be still.
Soon, His Holiness is snoring in a cave,
Insensible to ecclesiastical issues
Or earthly temptation.

The bears climbs in a window.
"Teddy bear!" says the girl whose room it is,
And what fool would be so churlish as to argue?
There is companionship,
And indoor plumbing.
The girl gives over most of her bed to the enormous, stinky Bruin.
"I love you," she tells him.
"Baw!" he bawls, and it means
"I love you, too."

All summer, they play.
No one dares to bully her.
She buys him a jar of honey and a rosary
With money she has saved.
The bear snuffles loudly, and it means
"Peace be with you."
"And also with you!" she shrieks, and does a cartwheel.
Bless the bears and the children--
Give me one good reason why not.


Caty said...

lol...there is no reason I can give.

Cloudia said...

Shay, I just read that aloud to 'someone'
I'm a good reader-aloud-er too!

Such wit and timing and....
you gOOOOOOD girl!

Happiest New Year wishes
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Brian Miller said...

i got none either and found this quite enjoyable to read shay...maybe it was the thougth of the pope kneeling in moss and mud...yes i think he might find god there...

Vesper said...

No reason why not, not at all.

Such a wonderful poem!

Happy New Year, my dear Shay!

Sioux said...

Those last two lines reminded me of one of my favorite movies from more than three decades ago..."Bless the Beasts and the Children."

Great poem.

Susie Clevenger said...

I love this..a bear finds his own peace while sending a pope to find his..great humor here :)

hedgewitch said...

I love it when you go Where the Wild Things Are, and they return the favor.

Cloudia said...

shay- how do you re-post like this and go back to the top of the 'pile?"

Kerry O'Connor said...

You will hear no reason from me. One of my all-time favourite authors, John Irving, said: "Everyone needs a good bear.."

Susannah said...

:-) I love it. x

Fireblossom said...

Cloudia, this isn't a repost. It's a new poem.

Lynn said...

I can't think of any reason. :) I enjoyed this. :)

Ostensible Truth said...

I can think of no reason either! good stuff

ellen abbott said...

Bears and children indeed. Sounds right to me.

Hannah Stephenson said...

Bears love Fritos and indoor plumbing....:)


Lolamouse said...

No reason why not at all! I'd get tired of the woods too! Give me indoor plumbing and Fritos any time!

Daryl Edelstein said...

No reason .. oh maybe .. nah

Randy Behavior said...

If the pope moved the church to the woods, I may reconsider catholicism. "Grrrr"... which means not really.

Sara said...

I wouldn't even try to give you a "why not!" I love that bear sends the Pope into the real world:~)

A perfect read for the entry into 2012!

Mama Zen said...

This made me think of my Puppy. Love this, Shay!

Sherry Blue Sky said...

I love this poem and I love the bear.

Wayi-Nuto said...

hah, love it ;)

Anonymous said...

and she loves him even though he's stinky! now that's really love!

if i don't stop reading your poetry i'm never gonna write again. {sigh} {turning a really putrid green with envy}

blogoratti said...

Poetry at it's best. Reads like a song...