Panther's Roar

Have you heard the Panther’s roar? A sickly sweet odor. He traps his prey in his paws, devours them with beastly jaws. Have you heard the Panther’s roar? Lures his prey to the fore, feasts fiendishly with gusto as the dying beasts bellow. Have you heard the Panther’s roar? Three torpid days, he’ll snore. Appetite he can’t sate. Constant hunger is his fate. Have you heard the Panther’s roar? Cursed to his center core, He desires the Demon Dragon who resists his cloying beckon. Have you heard the Panther’s roar? He requires so much more. Dragon eludes him despite his feat. He’ll never taste the other white meat. NOTE: To those curious enough to read on...this poem is the expanded version of 'Panther', a winning placement in Julia Ward's Panther (legendary creature) Poetry Contest. Thank you Julia, for stimulating my mind and inspiring my writing. laf