Bigfoot Poem (Poetry Fun)

I went for a walk

In the we’ early morning hours
Following interesting plants

And taking pictures of flowers

But it didn’t take long

Before I was lost and tired

I couldn’t believe

The event about to transpire

Must have gone in circles

For most of the trip

I finally gave up

And tried to relax for a bit

At my wits end

And tears beginning to swell

Out came a call

 And I was like, “what the hell!”

I panicked and ran

Till my feet were all sore

But I pushed on and on

Until I couldn’t anymore

It was then that I found

On old fallen tree

Too bad it was by

Falling and stumbling, you see

Then I landed hard

And hurt my back

I thought, “This is the end!

I heard something crack!”

Stomping and grunting

And making all kinds of noise

I was silently saying goodbye

To mom, dad, and the boys

When over me stood

Something quite incredible

I just prayed to God

That I didn’t look edible

And he, I think he,

Leaned far over me

To get a better look

Before I became history

His fur mighty thick

Covering his face but not his nose

Hi body twice my size

And covered from head to his toes

But enough about that

I’m about to be dinner

It’s Bigfoot’s lucky break

He must feel like a winner

I couldn’t close my eyes

Nor make a sound

Just silently cried

As I laid across the ground

But to my amazement and relief

He backed away

And opened his mouth

With something to say

“Dearie you must be lost

Let me lend you a hand

I know these woods well

So to get you home, I know I can.”

I laid in stunned silence

And petrified with fear

I thought for sure I had died

Because it was getting awfully weird

“Did you hit your head?’

He asked and finally I came to

Reaching out to touch him

I realized it to be true

I was not dreaming

Nor was I dead

But Bigfoot was before me

It wasn’t a delusion in my head

“I would love some help

To try and get home

I’m lost and hurt my back

And I’m out here alone.”

He nodded and listened

And I think he may have smiled

Then he reached out and picked me up

As though I was a child

It didn’t take long before I recognized things

An old fence post

And a wind-chime of rings

Then a small pond

With a circle of yellow flowers

And a small little dock

That we built in under an hour

Then there was the house

A familiar hue of blue

No longer was it covered

In the we’ early morning dew

With dad on the porch

A gun firmly in his right hand

Mom just a’ crying

In the arms of my bros Roy and Sam

The moment I was spotted

Was a mix of raw emotion

It happened so quickly

I couldn’t quite follow the commotion

“Well hello--“

Was all I heard Bigfoot say

Then bullets rang out

On that fateful day

Though it could have been handled

A bit differently

Now I have the world’s largest teddy bear!

Oh goody me!

-Brenda Franklin, author of the Pulse Trilogy and Guardian, A Fated Pairing.