The Bear's Lair

five toes meant one thing.
he was near.
I followed his tracks.
passed a dead buck
probably taken down days before
by a lone hunter.
I secured my handgun and my rifle.

I must get the jump on him.
I tip-toed creekside.
then, suddenly, on the other bank,
I heard an air-shaking growl.
he was as big as mountain sky.

he had violence in his heart
and me in his eyes.
his jaw opened wide, his body
full of wanton hunger.
I grimaced.  he'd be a trophy,
his head standing proudly
nailed to the wall,
that is, if I could take him.
he rose on his hind legs.
I felt dread.  swallowed twice.
cocked my gun.
he's not taking me to the slaughterhouse.

but he was fast. me clumsy.
he crossed back.
his big teeth like bronze sculpture.
I hung like a toy.
I thought this is it. my last act.
the headlines will read
eaten by a bear.

but no, the ordeal continued.
he dragged me
through the gurgling stream
into bushes and across beds of rocks.
bruised me bad.

when we reached the beast's den,
I feared I'd be dinner. I saw mama bear
and her growing cubs.
they motioned back and forth
with their paws.
I understood. they said
I'd make a great rug.

Wahkeena Falls
(Columbia River Gorge)

bright, white and sassy,
she hops rocks,
dives over a granite shelf.
she's powerful.  scoots around.
married to the earth,
she knows where she's going.
crowds gather.
lounge in her gypsy soft air.

each time I come it's like the first time.
made of melting mountain snow,
she's incessant, mad,
old, soulful, a colossal lover,
and a friend.
when I hear her voice,
she collides with my life
in some type of splendid romance
within her strange and beautiful sounds.
her siren sounds stir yet she can create
solemn air like the sun's faint glow does.
I find myself dreaming gold
when I play in her centuries old rocks.
upon leaving, I always thank her.



in winter her lone body swells.
rips out a rhapsodic roar.
teeming wind gusts bend back
her long lanky body.
she spits, hisses, howls
yet her droplets touch your face
like soft winter kisses.
I come each week
with the satisfaction of knowing
she is never somewhere else.