Sara Blaine loved bears so much
that seldom could she stand
to be without a bear or three
clutched in each chubby hand.
Her bearish passions were intense.
At bedtime every night,
she’d kick and cuss and raise a fuss
if there weren’t bears in sight.
Old torn teddies (much abused)
and fancy bears that walked.
Dress-up bears in high-heeled shoes.
Expensive bears that talked.
Sara’s loving parents
found her passion frightened them,
but neither one was quite inclined
to stand against her whim.
So, they just let their daughter be,
to spin her teddied schemes.
Her bearish days were spent alone;
her nights in ursine dreams.
But when they heard loud cries of pain
and screams of abject fright,
they hurried in to Sara’s room.
T’was late one gloomy night.
They reached the door together,
Dad thrust it open wide,
but neither one was quite prepared
for what they found inside.
The room looked just as it had looked
earlier that night.
Except for all of Sara’s bears.
Oh, what a grizzly sight!
The creatures had been tossed about,
on bed and floor and chest;
a brand-new giant teddy bear
lay there among the rest.
It had on Sara’s nightdress.
Its mouth held Sara’s smile.
It sat with arms akimbo
in familiar Sara style.
Police were called; they searched for her,
but found not hide nor hair.
And all agreed such things occur
when dreams are brought to bear.
K.C. Ball lives in Seattle, a stone’s throw from Puget Sound. Her poetry and fiction has appeared in various online and print publications. Her flash fiction, Hair of the Dog, appeared in the Best of Every Day Fiction 2008 anthology and her short fiction, Coward’s Steel, won third place in the 1st Quarter 2009 Writers of the Future competition. K.C. is editor of 10Flash Quarterly, an online magazine featuring genre flash fiction. She blogs about writing at A Moving Line.
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11 Responses to “BEAR NECESSITIES • by K.C. Ball”
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December 1st, 2009 at 2:02 am
[...] Every Day Poets My sixth piece of silliness, Bear Necessities, is up at Every Day Poets [...]
December 1st, 2009 at 3:55 am
Great poem telling an entertaining story K.C.
December 1st, 2009 at 7:29 am
Cute! Enjoyed the “tail”.
December 1st, 2009 at 9:01 am
Ursus Major and Ursus Minor, a mutual admiration society,
Walked off to converse one day.
Ursus Major said, I suggest we stay.
Let’s hide and avoid false sense of propriety.
December 1st, 2009 at 3:28 pm
Nothing like a nice teddy bear story to start a season of toys – Very festive
December 1st, 2009 at 11:00 pm
This poem is simply perfect – perfect rhythm, perfect rhyme, and perfect storyline! Five? Wish there were more stars to give!:D
December 2nd, 2009 at 3:25 am
Thank you, All.
December 2nd, 2009 at 9:02 am
How wonderfully dark! Good work.
December 2nd, 2009 at 10:31 am
Ursus Major and Ursus Minor, a mutual admiration society,
Walked off to converse one day.
Ursus Minor said to Ursus Major, “I suggest we stay.”
Said Ursus Major to Ursus Minor, “No, let’s haste away.
Disdain of home and never-a-care are finest macho propriety.”
December 2nd, 2009 at 10:40 am
Ursus Major and Ursus Minor, a mutual admiration society,
walked off to converse one day.
Ursus Major said, “I suggest we stay,
“but lets hide to avoid their false sense of propriety.”
December 2nd, 2009 at 12:20 pm
Ha! Funny. Funnier second time through.
–dj