Fear Glares

Man in sportswear is a woodland nightmare. Dawn, soon, drawing near; he hunts a buck deer. Near black mama bear with cubs in her lair, Nothing can compare to that cold dark stare. His weakened welfare felt fear’s deadly glare. One man and a bear, they both said a prayer. 1/7/2017

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Mark Martin

Date: 1/12/2017 3:54:00 PM

Hunter becomes the hunted in six lines. Nicely done! Congrats! :-)

Sandra Haight

Date: 1/10/2017 7:10:00 PM

A great poem with good internal/ending Monorhymes, Dane! Congratulations on your fine win. Hugs, Sandra

Paul Callus

Date: 1/10/2017 3:41:00 PM

Why does this remind me of a Western movie...two stare each other in the eyes...mummy bear will fight to save her young! Congratulations on your fine win, Dane Ann! Regards // paul

Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
Date: 1/10/2017 5:46:00 PM

Thanks for stopping, reading, and congratulation. :) Dane Ann

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 1/7/2017 10:04:00 AM

Wonderful internal monorhyme, Dane! Hunter, beware!! One of my fave books - Oh no! We're gonna die: humorous tales of close calls in the Alaskan wilderness by Bob Bell.

Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
Date: 1/7/2017 1:15:00 PM

Cool. So, you say it is a great book! Sounds interesting. I used to dream of settling in Alaska... way back in my younger years! Thanks for stopping by. Hugs ans smiles, Dane Ann.