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Artic Hunter

Slow sleek steps,

Pounces on its paws,

Snow-clad fur,

Brushes off impatiently,

 
Ears perk up,

When squeals and squeaks are heard,

Steady and slowly,

Merges with the blanket beneath,

 
Almost at ease,

Confidently it please,

Lowers into its position,

Ready to strike,

 
Pounces on its paws,

Announces in its jaws,

Mouse struck beneath its claws,

Ounces in vigilant strides as it withdraws.


By Sarah Shahzad, July 2024

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Susan Ashley August 25, 2024 at 12:50 PM Dear Sarah, your portrayal of an "artic hunter" is beautifully expressed with vivid action and imagery. I envision an artic fox hunting mice and voles on the snowy tundra. You capture the frosty scene of life and death with poetic finesse. Warmest wishes.. ~Susan