Poems About: HUNTING

Dew wets the grass
I am the hunter
I walk a deadly path
I am hunting read more »

Hunting a person after the rain
Carries a joy to the skull.
Hurting is surprising like the snow,
A man in action enjoys his heart. read more »

Hunting deer is hard to do.
But not for Michael Waddel.
Michael is an amazing bow hunter.
He only hunts deer with a bow, read more »

Hunting season is coming up
And deer is your main prey
Wear bright colors, so you wont get stuck
Taking your life away read more »

people make
trouble for
themselves... read more »

The Hunter


America is like hunter who bought a parcel of land read more »

You hunt in the night
You hide in the day
As if the sun were a
Poison venom read more »

Hunting Shadow
Leave me alone
I am free as a widow read more »

when you have killed
hunted the last tundra
wolf to extinction
when glorious tundra read more »

There has been a crossed wire
Something clicked under the choir
A chorus of shame
Oh my behold the chains read more »

All-knowing,
My great lord,
In Yoshino,
On the field of Akizu, read more »

HAVE ye heard of our hunting, o'er mountain and glen,
Through cane-brake and forest, — the hunting of men? read more »