Predator

I'm a hunter lean,
muscled, slowing
Stalking prey,
stealth, knowing...

Athirst & rigid,
low to ground
No sign, no warning
faster than sound...

Precise & fierce
I slay my quarry
A meal well earned -
I'm predatory...

Gliding o'er
land and sea
Where wind &
wing carry me...

Searching with
keen sound'n sight
Sensing movement
bold or slight...

My shadow chases
'cross the ground
Whether crevice deep
or upward bound...

Spotted yon
in hidden view
My victim scurries -
I heed my cue...

I slither sleek
earth under me
Or coil, resting
in a tree...

Unboned, no legs
silent, I crawl
As skin grows old
I shed it all...

Fanged and furless,
unhinging jaw
I devour whole
from beak to paw...

I swim the ocean,
river, stream
Where I thrive
waters teem...

Grand or small,
finned & gilled
I dart about
quick and skilled...

Plankton feed wee,
restless numbers
While greater fish
feast then slumbers...

I walk upright,
straight and tall
Subject of none -
lord of all...

I claim my stake
and others, too
No sense or reason
for what I do...

Fat and empty,
gathered, lost
Polluting with the
wasted; tossed...

© Tamryn Nieves - 2007