Top 100 Poems About: HUNTING


In this page, poems on / about “hunting” are listed.
  • 1.
    Sonnet XI

    I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.
    Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets.
    Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day
    I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps. read more »

    Pablo Neruda
  • 2.
    The Hunter

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

    Fox Nekitsune
  • 3.
    Peace on Earth

    The Archer is wake!
    The Swan is flying!
    Gold against blue
    An Arrow is lying. read more »

    William Carlos Williams
  • 4.
    ((***)) Eye of an Eagle (Tanka poem)

    Breathtaking Eagle
    Soars high in the cloudy sky
    Eyes peering downward
    Tis beginning of winter read more »

    Melvina Germain
  • 5.
    waiting for a friend

    tired and hungry the beast still hunts me
    he stalks in the shadows as life grows shallow
    waiting for the days to get shorter so he can begin his slaughter
    with hatred in his eye but his job on his mind read more »

    keith hendrickson
  • 6.
    Deer Hunting Time Is Here Again

    Deer hunting time is here again
    And many hunters take to the woods
    After months of planning with family and friends
    They gather in common brotherhood read more »

    Kathleen West
  • 7.
    In a Subway Station

    After a year I came again to the place;
    The tireless lights and the reverberation,
    The angry thunder of trains that burrow the ground,
    The hunted, hurrying people were still the same-- read more »

    Sara Teasdale
  • 8.
    The Gardener LXIX: I Hunt for the Golden Stag

    I hunt for the golden stag.
    You may smile, my friends, but I
    pursue the vision that eludes me.
    I run across hills and dales, I wander read more »

    Rabindranath Tagore
  • 9.
    ' ' ' ' END OF STORY(for Byran)

    The words
    hunted him

    hunted him read more »

    Dónall Dempsey
  • 10.
    Pig

    Go, stalk the red deer o'er the heather,
    Ride, follow the fox if you can!
    But, for pleasure and profit together,
    Allow me the hunting of Man-- read more »

    Rudyard Kipling
  • 11.
    BRITAIN'S FERAL CHILDREN

    London's street riots 2011)

    In savage packs they roam and terrify
    Lording over housing estates and city centres read more »

    Colin Ian Jeffery
  • 12.
    Ladies Complain

    The Men go out and Hunt for Food
    Women stay home and make there Brood
    Then the men come back in a good Mood
    Only to get, both ears Chewed! ! read more »

    David Darbyshire
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