Smart Monkeys Don'T Eat Meat
the loin stocks its pray
with strength and speed
it latches on the neck of an elk
bringing it to the ground
it teeth are meant to pierce rip and tare
a deadly blow it eats it meat raw
blood running down it's chin
she draws in her mate
it's time to breed
foolishly he sees no other
nature is calling
with no way out
as she sinks her teeth in
she earns her name
black widow
just the circle of life
Copyright © John Tanaskow | Year Posted 2009
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment