Best Huntsman Poems

Beneath the loose bark
Hairy legs
Protect young future...

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Five in the morning
storm rumbles in distance
balmy, sweaty, thirsty
in the half light of dawn
I grab some shorts
from the work clothes draw
slip them on and a...

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The Haggis is an elusive wee beastie
with sweet tasting meat and two hearts
to defeat. To catch one and feast upon is
a well deserved treat.

Even the...

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huntsman craves trophy
so spends hours, silent wait…
golden snow bears proof...

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"At the Seat of the Catacombs of Amygdala"



 
"...the curse ruled from the underground down by the shore
And their hope grew with a hunger...

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"The Queen's Slippers - Part 2"




There goes my heart
with bags packed
no turning back
or final wave
seated hooded next to huntsman
innocent, gauche, temperamental
There will come a time
to...

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Look at the eyes, windows of the soul.
Then the intent, link below.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jc9En9WUzI8







"The Queen's Slippers - Part 1"




There is an owl it perches
on my heart
digs it’s...

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An apple red as blood
Here you go dear 
Take it with cheer 
It's sweet as sweet can be 

If only you would run away 
Or...

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A tale of greed, power, 
deception, discrimination and 
love. 

Miller, daughter, king—
All the actors are present
Except the small man. 

The king summons the miller 
for...

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Red hood
Girl good
 
Nan ill
No pill
 
Mum dumb
No chum
 
Wolf bad
Bit mad
…………………………………………………………………..
Wolf munch
Nan lunch
 
Wolf chew
Red too

Huntsman
Has plan
 
Wolf snip
Unzip
 
Red free
Whoopee 
 
Nan...

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One in a million, gazillion, bazillion
Worth more than gold dollars a trillion or a billion –
You are my beacon, a Christian, love driven.
No heathen, no...

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It's the midnight dance, last call before the lights go out and the harvest moon glows brightly in the darkness. The room is full with...

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One day, little Red Riding Hood’s mother told her to deliver a basket of food to her elder grandmother. 
She told Red not to talk...

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The huntsman took aim bringing it into line,
he pulled back the bow, a shot to the chest;
Not instantly dying he ran into a mine,
there on...

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Hector McLean.
Not Grandpa, nor Grandad or anything in between,
He was simply Uncle Hec to us, was dear old Hec Mclean.
The Western District, up Casterton way,...

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