Slipping quietly through murky water,
A beastly predator awaits his meal
For prey to stray close to him for slaughter,
Unawares of him the waters conceal.
His senses prepared on the full alert,
Sudden vibrations strike his scaly side,
He pivots his head with a movement curt
To see what is pulling up alongside.
Rolling glassy eye in the direction,
His body tremors to espy a sight.
Saliva running at this confection,
Jaws clenching to take a savory bite.
He sank his teeth into the small pontoon
Learning then it was not a huge raccoon.
Author notes
What? Would you rather hear me telling how he chewed up some cute little bunny?
A contest entry
- Art on the Bayou (closes at midnight) by MuddyKing.
400 points, ended April 24, 2007, 9 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you like/don't like about this poem. Possibly tell me of improvements, if you know the iambic pentameter of a sonnet.
Comments
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Hah, I love it! xD
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love the authors notes...lol
excellent form with the painting
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