Treasure Island

Leonard Dabydeen


The Hunt


How can you tell

what the hunt looks like

what shape

or form

(or is there no shape

or form to begin with?)

it will take

in the winged mind

scouring the bedrock

of hope

of despair

destiny like a rainbow

defiant and daring

yet elegant and inerrant

the hunt juxtaposed

between the hunter

and the hunted

or the game

and the gamer

sometimes you are a victim

innocent as Life

immersed in the hunt

only playing

hide and seek.

Submitted: Friday, January 22, 2010

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