Phyllis Babcock Poet Rhyme

Raiders of the North

The raiders of the north are there

You had better beware and take care,

Eyes in a sea of green,

Everywhere but go unseen.

Running and hunting in packs,

Nothing in the forest do they lack.

Forever on the move,

Always searching for food.

Sleeping by the light of day,.

Hunting nightly for their prey

The wolves howl with  the moon,.

Carrying their nightly tune

Raiders of the north ,hunt the land,

Scavaging where they can.

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Skat A September 7, 2013 at 8:30 PM Congratulations Phyllis, , on having your poem featured on the soups Home Page. Love ~SKAT~

Poet Destroyer A September 7, 2013 at 4:47 PM Hello Phyllis, , Congratulations on your Featured Poem of the week. Nice seeing your poem on the front page... always~ Linda :-)

Gordon Mcconnell September 5, 2013 at 3:17 AM Great rhyme and good flow to this fine write, really impressive. My kind of poetry, well done & thanks for sharing it. Have blessed day, Gordon

Andrea Dietrich February 11, 2011 at 9:51 AM Hey, I guessed it when you said "packs" a nice one for making us think what it could be! Love that "eyes in a sea of green!" Thanks for your recent comments and I am glad to see that you are also a "route planner" but at least you are in an area not so populated. The traffic here is getting bad! Luv, Andrea