Poetry

Lonely Hunt

Alone in the forest, breath frozen in my chest
Treading the dark wood, a night without rest
Stopped in my tracks, eye to eye with my prey
Both knowing that only one shall walk away

 

‘Lonely Hunt’ is a short poem from the perspective of a hunter, I tried to create a sense of unease and danger in the poem. I didn’t want it to be certain that the hunter will be the one to make it out alive.
© 2018
Photo via Pixabay CC0

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