Twig snap. Growl. Panic.
Moonlight hunter now hunted.
Silver, Death bares fangs.
DonovanWrites Weekly Haiku 119: Moon & Hunter
Try as I might, I couldn’t avoid the wolf trope this week. I just can’t resist their mystic appeal!
Twig snap. Growl. Panic.
Moonlight hunter now hunted.
Silver, Death bares fangs.
DonovanWrites Weekly Haiku 119: Moon & Hunter
Try as I might, I couldn’t avoid the wolf trope this week. I just can’t resist their mystic appeal!
YIKES! Iz a catz person and believe you me….they can hunt too. AND they have no “pack” mentality so it is each to their own. If you die….catz ‘ll bite the hand that once fed them. ~~dru~~
HOWLLLLLllllllll.
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I could just hear this one being read out loud on a dark and gloomy night and having everyone in suspense. Very good haiku.
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Thank you!
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This is captivating.
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Thanks Jacqueline!
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My pleasure
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It was same with me, I could not separate the wolves from the moon and the hunter! Great haiku, by the way!
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Thanks! It’s difficult ain’t it haha
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It is! 😀
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