The bear in the hole, with his crooked jaw and tangled brow,
Would chase its tail all day long and lick its paw.
The bear in the hole would wrestle with its fear,
but feared no man and
No man challenged the bear.
At night he’d hunt for food,
with a wrinkled nose he’d snort so loud the
Trees would shake. He’d bark and growl the ground would quake.
He’d yell so long the owls would hide,
And ghosts would run, and so did
Everything else in the forest until daylight would come.
So as the story goes if you pass me on your way home, don’t watch me
Watch the bear.
Legend goes that many a poor soul was captured by the bear
and to this day, are lost in the hole.
The hole was dark and cold. It was so deep down
in the ground the devil
Wouldn’t go around there, so my friend beware;
if you’re out for a late night stroll,
Watch out where you go and if you see me don’t stare!
Don’t watch me, watch the bear
By r.e. moody
Bio: Moody Roark (poet name ‘r.e. moody’) is a Vietnam veteran who has always set a good example for other vendors. He works hard, has a great rapport with his customer base and cares about the people with whom he interacts. He is also a very talented poet and began writing poetry at the age of 12. You can see many of his poems published within the magazine, including two of his favorites, “Homeless” and “It,” featured above. StreetWise is also currently working on publishing his rhymes in a StreetWise Vendor Poetry book.Moody has a degree from Columbia College and has worked in an Illinois state government department as an editor until he was laid off in 1994. After working several jobs, he made his way to StreetWise and he feels as if it were fate, because he’s able to pursue his life-long dream of being a poet. “I’m really enjoying my second career of sharing my poetry with the StreetWise readership.”