Hawk And Hunter Poem by Eugene Levich

Hawk And Hunter



The graceful swooping hawk,
Takes a struggling rabbit in its claw,
Then tears it apart with beaked jaw.

You didn’t like what you just saw...
That terrified creature in Hawk’s red maw?

You think the hunter is a redneck lout,
Shooting a deer and dragging it out,
But DEATH is what nature is all about.

We all live off living things:
Sorry for the sorrow
This revelation brings.

Tuesday, November 3, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: birds,nature
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bri Edwards 27 August 2016

oh, yeah, i like the titular alliteration! OK! maybe titular is not the correct word [i just checked]; it ain't. but i still like titular. kind of titillating, isn't it? - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - from online source, of course! : tit·u·lar ˈtiCHələr/ adjective adjective: titular 1. holding or constituting a purely formal position or title without any real authority. the queen is titular head of the Church of England synonyms: nominal, in title only, in name only, ceremonial, honorary, so-called; More token, puppet the titular head of a university (of a cleric) nominally appointed to serve a diocese, abbey, or other foundation no longer in existence, and typically in fact having authority in another capacity. 2. denoting a person or thing from whom or which the name of an artistic work or similar is taken. the work's titular song synonyms: eponymous, identifying the book's titular hero denoting any of the parish churches in Rome to which cardinals are formally appointed. the priests of the titular churches Origin - - - - - - - - - - - - - - bri :)

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Bri Edwards 27 August 2016

i would add an s at the ends of claw and jaw. one claw ain't much to hold a dagnabit rabbit! and one jaw might feel lonesome. :) and the rhyme is still yours! i know what ya mean about death and nature, BUT i assure you some folks would say..............well, various things, Like: leave the poor deer alone! can't you eat a veggieburger at the cafe? and a hawk doesn't have a credit card to use at a dagnabit cafe! nice thinking and nice rhyming. to MyPoemList. bri :)

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