Ode To Polar Bears

Floating out there somewhere, on an isle of ice,

Polar bears, big and fluffy, hairy, white and nice,

Although their hair is white, they have skin of black,

And even though they look cute, sometimes they attack,

It’s a common misconception held by many fools,

That polar bears, like humans, can use simple tools,

Some say that the bears kill prey with blocks of ice,

But such a fact, in fact, is not in fact precise,

Other say that these bears face almost certain death,

That they’re running out of habitat like they’re running out of breath,

Unfortunately that’s true as the polar caps all melt,

And poachers poach their poacher’s prey and take another pelt,

Slaughtered in their homeland, massacre on the glaciers,

They were killed with swords and guns, with bows and lethal lasers,

Poor mammal beasts, hulking beasts of white,

We may have to bid their species, a final, warm good night,

I write slam poetry, but sometimes, I like to write little ditties as well. Like this one. Much different from my usual poetry, but why not share? Because honestly, Polar Bears are really cool. Check out an example of my slam poetry here:



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About derekberry

Derek Berry co-hosts and organizes Charleston youth-centered poetry movement The UnSpoken Word which features a variety of upcoming and established slam poets in various Charleston venues. The UnSpoken Word attempts to give voice to a variety of experiences and implement art to enact changes in coalition local activist movements, most notably the queer community. He also performs in venues and competes in slams across the US. He is a spoken word poet, a photographer's assistant, and a Political Science student at the College of Charleston. He worked as a journalist and columnist for Verge magazine for two years based out of Augusta, GA. He was the first winner of the 827's Holy City Slam. Derek recently published his first chapbook Skinny Dipping with Strangers and released his first spoken word album Perfect Nights, produced by Smohn Jith Studios. The publication of his novel Heathens and Liars of Lickskillet County is also forthcoming through PRA Publishing. Derek Berry has absolutely no clue what he might do with his life, but he's going to make a damn difference.

Posted on July 28, 2011, in dreams, Poems, Poetry, Random, Writing and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 3 Comments.

  1. Hi. I know you like fans, so. Hey, I’m that girl who gave you her coffee smoothie at Sonic after that one play.(Or at least I think that was you.. You were really hyper and wore a green sweater-vest for costume.) Anyway, I like pretty much everything you do. How’d you become so fulfilled and dynamic? It’s like you’re everything I’m trying to become.

    • hahaha. That’s awesome. I know you, for sure. Um… you know, there’s not much to it. You just have to enjoy life because even when it’s plummeting, the ride is thrilling. Also, yeah, I’m a closet egomaniac, so thanks for commenting! :D

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