Trophy hunters

Posted on April 5, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Teeth and blonde hair
What do I see
A trophy that burns in her heart
For the free
Handsomest mountain lion
Dead to the world
Killed with her arrows
So violently hurled.

A beautiful wildness
Snows brilliance and light
Two bloody monsters
That give me a fright
To see an emotion
With a mountain lion dead
From her bow and arrow
And heart of pure lead.

About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
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