David McLansky

Veteran Poet - 1,602 Points (5/24/1944 / New York City)

stalking The Wild Giraffe - Poem by David McLansky

While walking on
A Bronx Zoo path
I stumbled on
Three tall giraffes,
Heads above me
As I pass
Indifferent to me
On the grass;
But had I been
A diplodocus
They would have had
A different focus
Even on their stilted legs
They would have shifted
Maybe fled;
But had I been
A stalking raptor
Conniving in their
Fatal capture,
I would have ripped
Their scrawny necks
Dripping blood in
Gouts and flecks
But I a hunter
In suspension
Walk beneath
Their condescension
Arousing not
The slightest fear;
Even as I edge quite near;
I raise a candy bar on high
And watch three heads
Dip from the sky.

Topic(s) of this poem: love

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  • (3/26/2014 3:15:00 AM)

    a pretty pic you have drawn, David, my most fav being the last 3 lines. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 25, 2014

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 25, 2014

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