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Tigress |
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wordwizard Member
since 2003-09-08
Posts 483on the way to next world |
They live to nuture, defend a brood life a constant search for food; in the realm of the perennial grassy plain with canine teeth, no longer the same... Remember an Eskimo woman left to her own devices soon aged, a once transporter of exotic spices decrepit, she sits still on frozen ice... teeth unable to grasp leather as a vice.. Those teeth once used to nip at the hide gave an elder an added sense of pride; a purpose or reason to fight the element that surrounded arctic ice floe scents. On the savannah, the tigress breeds and basks goes about her daily parental tasks; and feeds a cub until the age of two unless one's not carted off to a zoo... A tigress dies in the brush from inflicted wounds tallied her hunt based on the season's monsoon; her old human cousin also reached a determined end with teeth now gone, what more life was there to spend © Copyright 2004 ecrivan |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
very touching indeed |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
I like the mirror of this, Ecrivan. I sense the two of them, peering within the silvered face, and seeing beyond. A good write. Very good. |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Another creative write from your illustrious pen, Dear Wizard of Words! Your images were so powerful that I could envision them in my mind's eye.  EA |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
Very nice! JL  |
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