I, Cougar - Poem by Kim Schilling
Majestic, elegant and stealthy,
from the golden peaks I observe
my quarry beneath the pine tops
unaware of my vigilance and hunger.
Creeping down the mountain side,
like lightning I strike the weakest,
with claws in neck and teeth in gullet,
bringing the beast quickly to its knees.
My kittens await my victorious return,
spotted and mischievous scamps,
hissing as they tackle the prized feast
My pride runs over as they nurture.
I bask now in the moon’s beaming light,
purring softly, my family huddled closely,
ever so watchful for perils in the darkness,
until tomorrow brings full circle of life again.
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