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(01) Serious Stuff

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Dawn had approached and it slinked and slithered about.
It smelled the strong odors with its pointed short snout.
It knew how to hunt, creeping down and staying low,
The saliva began to secrete and to flow.

Her eyes were flickering, and skin pulsing with sweat,
Nothing would survive, anything that she now met.
It crouched down on the tree bough, just ready to pounce,
As big as an elephant, or light as an ounce.

Her teeth were shining brightly in the low moonlight,
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POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This is the first poem of the twenty poem Shewolf Saga. A unique format with the title as the last words in each poem and the poems have twelve syllables in each line. A new type of poetry has now been designed! ! The Saga poem of twenty unique poems, with 12 syllables per line and the title of each of the twenty poems in the last words of each poem. The rhyming pattern of aa: bb for each stanza of each poem. This unique format does not exist in any other existing poetry at this time!
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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Howard Savage 08 February 2016

Great poem with strong metaphors an profound structure.

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Adeline Foster 18 July 2015

An interesting nature poem. Have you tried my - Hand-Haying - Adeline

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Dave Walker 02 February 2012

A fantastic poem, really like it.

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