The Kill
Motionless the
leopard waits
only an odd flick of
his tail
giving away where he
hides
He is watching the
small dikdik
patiently he waits
as slowly
they come closer as
they graze
Coiled up ready to
spring
with a flurry of
speed
he ambushes his prey
A squeal and the
deed done
he carries off his
dinner
taking it high up
into the tree
Stashing it between
forked branches
safe from hyenas and
lions
he eats at his
leisure
Copyright © Shadow Hamilton | Year Posted 2013
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