Animal Poems: 19/27
Nature, Animal


© Sally Plumb

This is nature in the raw!

The cries of the hunter
ring free within the night
and pursue in damning darkness
through the garden of all sight.

Evil is reflected from the evil same,
all fights give up disaster
in the sickness of the game.

Surely,injuries are open
to the predators of stealth
who venture on to slaughter
with satisfactions wealth.

Life sniffs the wind
for blood and breath
who struggles still
with life and death.

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