Lucky you! My panther-woman has been hosting poetry contests! (Just two so far)
First one on Autumn
I gaze at the sky;
The graceful movements of the clouds
I drink in the scent;
The earthy smell from the land
I feel the wind;
The warm and gently caressing breeze
I hear the birds;
The songs so gaily spread, but fading
I bite into the apple;
The juicy flesh that seems ever so sweeter
Relishing the scent,
The feel,
The taste,
The sight;
And the sounds.
It is the end of summer,
And the beginning;
Of a wonderful journey.
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This one is on food.
The scent, the fear
That is the prey
The calm, the violence
That is the kill
The respect, the taste
That is the feeding
The rest, the companionship
That is the family
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And...I am NOT going to try to do a Haiku on Yves(strafer). He's too tall for so few lines to do him justice.