I Am Lioness

I am the original African queen of huntresses.
My golden and taut body in unison with my sisters,
as we bunch and tense our muscles ready to spring.
Our young are with their fathers daytime sleeping,
as we females mainly provide the sustenance.

On we charge, in the ancient dance of predators,
spinning in the dust as we quickly kill our prey.
We drag the corpse in the heavy noonday heat,
the pride's mouths redden with blood.
It may sound harsh to many,
but it is in the lifebeat of our survival.

Our cubs soon grow larger, their learning is swift,
my mate and I age,
his mane his crown, his bearing regal.
We hold court in our savanna kingdom,
I am lioness, hear my roar. ~
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Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Jones Avatar
November 1, 2023 at 1:14 AM
Congratulations on your trophy win!!
Elliott Avatar
November 1, 2023 at 7:14 AM
My deep thanks, sweet Karen. May you have a creative and inspirational poetry day. ~
Agustin Avatar
November 1, 2023 at 12:02 AM
Wow! Congrats! Thank you for sharing this. God bless you.
Elliott Avatar
November 1, 2023 at 7:16 AM
Hi Beata, thank you for your generosity in stopping by to congratulate me, very kind of you. Have a blessed All Souls Day. ~
Kelii Kekaula Avatar
October 31, 2023 at 8:09 PM
A wonderfully written Personification form, Gina, with the intimacy of the wild in their natural habitat. When they're taken out of it, the difference is immediately noticeable like those here at the Hilo Zoo--probably any zoo for that matter. Your entry falls in line with what is expected by the entrants. My hat's off to you for your honorable placement in Shadow's contest, my friend! Aloha, William
Elliott Avatar
November 1, 2023 at 7:11 AM
Thank you so very much, William, your words are so kind and generous. Yes, I agree wild animals in captivity are, I feel, more subdued. People that try to make pets out of wild animals are making a big mistake. It doesn't matter if they raised it from a cub, the animal still has wild instincts. I hope you have a creative and inspirational Wednesday. Aloha!
Ashley Avatar
October 22, 2023 at 5:49 PM
Dearest Regina, the vivid power of your poetic pen brings me to the "savanna kingdom" where the lioness roars and takes down live prey, with pride, to feed her pride. An exceptional poem of regal beauty in striking personification, dear poetess. Captivating! Warmest wishes my sweet friend.. ~Susan
Elliott Avatar
October 23, 2023 at 5:19 PM
Thank so much, lovely poetess! You are a good friend to so many of us, always so caring and supportive. May your creativity have even more inspiration this week. Hugs xx
Kerr Avatar
October 16, 2023 at 12:30 AM
Hi Regina, Heartfelt thanks for your flattering comments on my work. You have written in stunning detail an in depth factual personification piece. Magnificent sweep. Warm wishes Howard
Elliott Avatar
October 16, 2023 at 3:35 AM
Howard, I'm so very grateful for your wonderful support and encouragement. My very best wishes for your literary successes and goals. I just wrote and posted a tribute monoku to you good friend. ~
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