Wednesday, November 1, 2023

Dance Instructor

The black bear was teaching me his dance:

standing on his hind legs,

right foot right, then left, left,

forewards, backwards,

shoulders hunched,

forelegs like arms extended,

claws showing, a huff,

a show of teeth all kept 

in rhythm by the drummer

and the bear said to me,

“Now you.  Just remember 

when you were a bear.”

He started to hum,

then that bearish grin appeared.


-Byron Hoot

https://hootnhowlpoetry.com

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