The solitary predator culls another from the herd
while the Serengeti's spectators are unfazed
A larger catch would have been preferred
But he has been hungry for many days
The drought has been cruel and protracted
and there isn't even peace in the shade
But a remedy to the hunger has been exacted
And the hunter's dominance has been displayed
Is this the inimitable Panthera Pardus?
or perhaps a metaphor for a different "beast"
Gnawing on sarcous sinew and corpulent carcass
Either way the feast is deceased
Categories:
sarcous, africa, animal, farewell, imagery,
Form: Rhyme
Pale crimson skies
Stretched beyond repair.
Clouds as scarce as life
Above the desert’s lair.
Upon the sarcous traces
Of the dusty morsels,
Rain from a wispy heart
Like drunken yodels.
From the parched sands,
Palatable scents diffuse.
It approaches, it taunts
The flesh cannot refuse.
The dead wind in its lullaby
Whispers vigorously to give in
The parched eagle shrieks
The rose is bloody from sin.
Remember the thorny cacti
Scorched by the wrath
Defence is no defense
Pain lies on that path.
The giver of verve
Gives not but mercy.
Famine fuels the force
The desert is testy.
The tunnels beneath the sand
Lead to worlds unknown
The edifice in the distance
Could it be a tombstone?
Categories:
sarcous, introspection
Form: Verse