Bears do this all over the world. This brown bear was scratching in a summer Finland forest.
Speaking of itching. I bought some stuff on line. One of the things I bought is a telescoping stainless steel back scratcher. Sometimes a well scratched back is better than sex. (I have not changed. I wrote that "better than sex opinion" in the first posting back in 2009. I just told someone this today. He figured that's because I am too old. Maybe. My wife thought I was a reincarnated bear. Maybe.)
Itchy Condition
I've kept this long search
going because I've felt so
strange standing still here.
I've made a good nest
and the wind breaks well around
the walls but I itch,
hanker after ways
I heard you went, others go.
I want a good scratch.
February 15, 2009 9:48 AM
First posted October 6, 2009
I itch. I hanker after ways.
ReplyDeleteI have an itch I have not found a way to scratch. If only it were as easy back on branch. I have an itch that is nameless and formless. I sure as hell wanna good scratch too. Love the way it raises goosebumps if you do it just right.
For the record: completely agree with you on scratched backs.
ReplyDeleteFurther, for the record: I like the mutability of this poem. You could be talking about ten different things at once.
I guess very young babies bawl their eyes out when they itch!
ReplyDelete*snort*
ReplyDeleteAnnie, I get those goosebumps too.
ReplyDeleteJoseph, I know I could be talking about many things. In fact, I probably am. Or. In fact, I just want you to think that. Or. Sometimes a good scratching is just a good scratching.
First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is.