AT THE WATER HOLE

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A leopard hunts and kills at a water hole.

Submitted: January 19, 2008

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AT THE WATER HOLE
A leopard moves through high grass
That cast shadows
Adding changing patterns
Camouflage multiplied
Even the whisper of the grass
As he glides through its green river
Mimics the sigh of the savannah wind
Natural harmony
Zebra and Dik Dik slake their
Thirst at the water’s edge
Quivering with pleasure and
Fearful anticipation
His yellow eyes choose as
Hunger speeds his stride
Lithe muscles, fangs and claws
Lethal weapons
A blur of spotted fur
Leaping, gripping, tearing
Blood stained Zebra stripes of
Black and white
The sun sets on the battlefield
Pink of sky reflecting bloody
Streaks on the water’s surface
Mingled beauty and gore
The predator victorious and sated
Roars a welcome to the stars as
High in the tree moonlight turns
Blood red to black
*****
A leopard moves through high grass
That cast shadows
Adding changing patterns
Camouflage multiplied
Even the whisper of the grass
As he glides through its green river
Mimics the sigh of the savannah wind
Natural harmony
Zebra and Dik Dik slake their
Thirst at the water’s edge
Quivering with pleasure and
Fearful anticipation
His yellow eyes choose as
Hunger speeds his stride
Lithe muscles, fangs and claws
Lethal weapons
A blur of spotted fur
Leaping, gripping, tearing
Blood stained Zebra stripes of
Black and white
The sun sets on the battlefield
Pink of sky reflecting bloody
Streaks on the water’s surface
Mingled beauty and gore
The predator victorious and sated
Roars a welcome to the stars as
High in the tree moonlight turns
Blood red to black
*****
AT THE WATER HOLE
By Mary E. Cody
A leopard moves through high grass
That cast shadows
Adding changing patterns
Camouflage multiplied
Even the whisper of the grass
As he glides through its green river
Mimics the sigh of the savannah wind
Natural harmony
Zebra and Dik Dik slake their
Thirst at the water’s edge
Quivering with pleasure and
Fearful anticipation
His yellow eyes choose as
Hunger speeds his stride
Lithe muscles, fangs and claws
Lethal weapons
A blur of spotted fur
Leaping, gripping, tearing
Blood stained Zebra stripes of
Black and white
The sun sets on the battlefield
Pink of sky reflecting bloody
Streaks on the water’s surface
Mingled beauty and gore
The predator victorious and sated
Roars a welcome to the stars as
High in the tree moonlight turns
Blood red to black
*****


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