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The Huntress
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The Huntress |
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Paul Wilson
since 2002-07-07
Posts 4711United States 
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The Huntress By Paul Wilson Walking the streets at night Slowly looking… hunting staying just out of sight A nightly ritual as city comes alive stalking…quietly never making a sound another night she must survive Looking past the shadows of night Pretending too ignore the obvious they give up without a fight A more deserving pray she has in sight Slowly… she approaches from behind as another stalks him from the right Setting her trap the bait is fresh Looking away, not to bring attention a second too late her prey gone in a snap The hunt is over…for awhile It’s time too rest As the sun begins it's rise a stranger greets her with a smile Old man sweeps the sidewalk… remains of last nights hunt She stops too ask him for a smoke he says sorry…and explains (I gave them up in 69) Shadows rise as mannequin smiles greet the morn She walks the well worn path of memories… as she slowly dies "To share my poems with you is to share my heart with you" [This message has been edited by Paul Wilson (04-01-2003 04:59 AM).] |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 (big hugggsssssss) Oh Paul, this is so very heartachingly well-written, dearest friend, it saddens me to see so many truly feel alone and search for something they haven't had and you never know where they've gone again! (sad sigh) God Bless You, sweet friend, I send angel hugs out to you, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Paul, thank you for sharing! May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton "Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..." |
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garysgirl
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
This is a very touching write. I feel so sorry for the homeless. If people only knew, there would be so many stories out there on the streets. I wasn't sure that the poem wasn't about an animal, until the verse about asking the man who swept the sidewalk for a smoke. Very good writing, friend. Hugs, Ethel |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Paul~ Such an intricately woven poetic tale~ Most enjoyable~ *Huglets* ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
Old man sweeps the sidewalk… remains of last nights hunt great lines... I gave up smoking over 20 years ago...don't miss it one bit. hugs M |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Very touching. Impressive. Love, Margherita |
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Paul Wilson
since 2002-07-07
Posts 4711United States |
Noah, Ethel, Marge, Maureen & Marghertia Thanks to all of you for reading and replying.I really appreciate it. As I was writting this, I started out with the idea that it would be about a lady of the night, trying to survive the only way she knew how and about half way through it I thought it could also be about a lady Vampire looking for her next victim. "To share my poems with you is to share my heart with you" |
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