The Hunter Poem by Fox Nekitsune
The Hunter
Dew wets the grass
I am the hunter
I walk a deadly path
I am hunting
Slipping through the trees
I am the hunter
I do it all with ease
I am hunting
There stood before me
Is the prey that I desire
A tremble running through me
Now I feel the hunters fire
I circle closer
Keeping her in sight
I circle closer
Don’t want to give her a fright
Now im behind her
So close now
I smell beautiful fur
So close now
Quickly I move
Tearing at her for what I want
Quickly I move
Now I will haunt her
I take my fill
I am the hunter
I leave her still
I have hunted
It's a good poem. I like how it is simple and yet effective
the hunter and the hunted one have done well with words..................: -)
Wet with the dew of passion! Well done my friend!
Awesome. At first I visualized myself when I used to hunt with a bow but by the close I felt more like a wolf.
Very nice poem. TEARING AT HER FOR WHAT I WANT makes an abrupt change in my thinking. Up to that point I thought of the hunter as being human, but then it seems the hunter is another animal, such as a cougar. I really enjoyed this.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/3/2024 2:17:44 AM # 1.0.0
Look behind ya girlie! lol Nice stalking poem. 9 from me. Grinning Tai