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A Hunter's Glory

Contributed by SmokinJoeEvil on Monday, 6th January 2003 @ 05:00:00 PM in AEST
Topic: didactic



Gallant hunter in all his glory
Seeks the hunted, prey for story.
At first light the hunter rides
As overhead his falcon glides,
Hounds at heels of trusty steed,
Bow at back and blade to bleed.
The smell of hunt trails from the east.
Unknown the nature of the beast.
The hounds set mark, the hunter draws.
The falcon clenches deadly claws.
The horse is off at heel of hound.
The falcon then by air their ground.
Beast in sight, the hunter roars.
A great bear on the river's shores.
Hounds on haunch with menaced growls,
Above the falcon, circling, prowls.
An arrow fired, the bear takes stance.
The mark a hit, begins the dance.
Jump to ground from 'pon the steed.
The bear will wound but not yet heed.
Another arrow slung to score.
The bear now charging, fear no more.
The steed has fled, now no recourse.
Win or die the driving force.
Hunter calls the dogs attack.
Tooth and claw the bear fights back.
On hound tossed with broken bone,
The other crushed with heavy moan.
The hunter fears now, beast too great.
Large as life now filled with hate.
He steps twice back, the bear is reared.
Never more a monster feared.
One last draw, the hunter aims,
But comes bear's paw, and life it claims.
The hunter falls and hunt is done.
By hunted was the battle won.
Now treads the bear back to the streams,
And all for nought, a falcon screams.




Copyright © SmokinJoeEvil ... [ 2003-01-06 17:00:00]
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Re: A Hunter's Glory (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Monday, 6th January 2003 @ 11:29:05 PM AEST
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Dearest SmokinJoeEvil @-<<-
An Excellent poem, your love of animals is beautiful, I love this, where I live they hunt and when they come on my part of mountain asking have I seen that big buck, I always say there haven't been any deer here in a long time.. even if he was only recently in my pasture.. your poem is so moving...
Your writing & animal friend,
Always Nessa

"The squirrel that you kill in jest, dies in earnest."
~ Henry David Thoreau ~



Re: A Hunter's Glory (User Rating: 1 )
by DreamWeaver on Tuesday, 7th January 2003 @ 03:27:58 PM AEST
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Wow ... this is an excellent write.


Re: A Hunter's Glory (User Rating: 1 )
by SmokinJoeEvil on Wednesday, 8th January 2003 @ 01:28:45 PM AEST
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A friend of mine recently told me that he and his father were out hunting for deer. They couldn't find any, and at one point saw a coyote. So his father raises his gun, takes aim, and says "I came out here to shoot something, and I intend to." Exemplifying the typical modern-day sport hunter's mentality. Luckily, my friend had brought his fiance along, and at this point she proceeded to shout at the top of her lungs, effectively scaring the coyote out of the line of fire. And justice was most certainly done that day.


Re: A Hunter's Glory (User Rating: 1 )
by Mad-Mancunian on Tuesday, 28th January 2003 @ 04:55:21 AM AEST
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Definitely one heck of a poem.
It's worth 5 thumbs up, way up I'd say!


Re: A Hunter's Glory (User Rating: 1 )
by Mad-Mancunian on Tuesday, 28th January 2003 @ 04:55:23 AM AEST
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Definitely one heck of a poem.
It's worth 5 thumbs up, way up I'd say!


Re: A Hunter's Glory (User Rating: 1 )
by Mad-Mancunian on Tuesday, 28th January 2003 @ 04:55:56 AM AEST
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Definitely one heck of a poem.
I liked the way you struck a blow for the underdog by having to put down the hunter at the end.
It's worth 5 thumbs up, way up I'd say!




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