Prowl

A Poem by CajunPoet

Lonely lion on the prowl
with eyes fixed on you, the prize,
Quietly I crouch inside
shadows of my wanting eyes.

Hunger turns into a growl,
and a swelling sense of pride,
Quickly pouncing, just in time,
Before I can change my mind.

© 2014 CajunPoet

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~*~Peace Keeper~*~

I can see a lion licking its lips as it watches its prey before jumping into action.

Good Job

Posted 11 Years Ago

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CajunPoet

LA

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I write... I am just me. One day I hope to write in a capacity that's more than a hobby. I am my own biggest critic. more..