The grizzly man

Werner Herzog a film maker
Working beautifully
with his eyes
Giving us splendid footage
So as to realise

The wilderness around us
The mountains and the sky
Katmai National Park and all
The Bears that in there ply

13 amazing Summers
All the Bears he knew
All of them he named them
He knew what they could do

He knew that they were dangerous
But he felt destined to be
Building up a friendship with them
With the wild and free

He was sentimental
And hated hunters who
Came along to try their luck
As hunters tend to do

poachers too were a menace
But his bears he understood
You can say that he was delusional
But mostly for the good

Of his bears he sought protection
His interactions high
He was always making conversation
On him they could rely

To underestimate them
Would be folly through and through
And in 2003 they got to him
And his girl friend too it’s true

They Attacked him one old critter
Got inside the tent
Clearly chopped him up a bit
And Amie too she went

With him to bear heaven
Though it must have felt like Hell
She clearly stayed beside him
Through his madness and she fell

Beside him gobbled down with him
An end an awful end
If that was what he wanted
The message it did send

To me was he was happiest
Playing sentry to these souls
Who were unguarded and aggressive
And were clearly poles

Apart from ordinary humans
Wilderness than one knows
But Timothy had reached a point
Beyond what wildness shows

His girl friend Aime was beside him
As the ugly teeth devoured
she was audibly screaming out
As she was deflowered

when he did shout
“Run Aime”possibly by that time
Neither could and who would
Not end up as Bear chyme

Both were chomped on roughly
The agony must have been
Awful till the adrenaline kicked in
Upon the scene

He gave his heart and soul to them
And told us in many ways
How much that he adored them
He had, entered a phase

Of actually just caring
And sharing life as they
Stood their ground roaring
through each sound
Despite their wild dismay

YEs he was delusional
As a bear he thought that he
Could be despite their strength and power
and clear audacity

A certain kind of madness
overcomes a man
Who shares it all with loneliness
Which became his own life plan

He had a most rare courage
A warrior of thought
He sat and talked quite genuinely
Never overwrought

He went in there by sea plane
And after Summer he
Flew back out till the following year
That’s how he chose to see

His actual friend was Mr Chocolate
More so than mortals who
Thought that he was off his rocker
Which most of us probably do

He was out there searching
A child in so many ways
He shared a new persona
He was Not one of the gays!

He believed that he was sexual
That women needed to
Be In his bed whenever
The child in him stayed true

He thought he had got to know the Bears
As we know he was aware
That they were very dangerous
And He knew that being there

Had many absurd angles
But human beings too
Apart from the women he must have loved
Who for the most part were good and true

TImothy was a sentient a soulful
Passionate child
Living for each moment
Living in the wild

He saw things in real time
Colours filled his brain
He left this world in pieces
In an unutterable domain

Agony omnipresent
Agitated by
The activity of living
With his ceiling as the sky

Festering in Bear Chyme
The coroner could say
Not a pretty picture
To start a persons day

The doldrums came and took him
A paralysis of sorts
Held him in abeyance
Seduced his inner thoughts

Riled him into action
A measure of his power
Committed to his precious Bears
Until his final hour

His euphoria was granted
Refreshed he took that stand
To be an agent for the good
And share the wilder land

His deliverance was swift I think
The ransom paid though high
His precious watch still ticking
On his arm they found close by

The film was extra quirky
werner Hartzog’s style
And magic for each moment
And to share them for a while

Took me really into the mind
Of Timothy
Who ranted when he got the chance
But did so eloquently

I must thank my good friend Claudia
For inviting me to see
The man who made it his life’s work
To befriend the grizzly

The light she bears within her
Is a light that shines for me
From the moment I first saw her

X

About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
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