Panther - The Great Hunter
His shadow slinks slowly through velvet grass,
haunches move in rhythm with every breath.
Piercing amber eyes gaze about for prey,
he stops, spies quarry beneath brace of oaks.
Motionless within the grass, he crouches,
a sleek black panther ready to attack.
With one bound, he rushes forth toward prey,
sharp claws grab, and toss quarry into air.
A few minutes later, ground is littered
with the shreds of a child’s lost paper kite,
scraps of red and blue cover the landscape,
and black kitten with mischievous eyes.
Mary A. Couch resides in Noblesville, Indiana, and works as an Admin Assistant for Taylored Systems, Inc. a local telecommunication company. She is the Premier Poet for the Indiana State Federation of Poetry Clubs, and she learned poetry from her mother and two grandmothers who were writers, artists and storytellers. She has been published in a variety of venues.