The Hunter

He stalks after dark,
prowling in the shadows.
Creeping through the undergrowth,
slinking up the alleys.
Stalking his prey,
he creeps up, silent.
The faintest sound is heard
as he attacks!
His timing perfect,
his prey trapped by the throat.
He goes in for the kill!
The crunch of bone
as the hunted dies quickly.
Rats squeal in the alley.
Purring to himself,
he sits to eat his late night meal.

©2011 Trevor Litchfield

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  1. I recently wrote about a cat, not an effective predator like this one lol

  2. I like how violent this poem is. It makes me appreciate how I can get my own dinner at the supermarket.

    • Thanks for reading & commenting jesuisaudrey. I love cats but they are violent little creatures disguised in a fluffy coat

  3. Kristin Brænne

     /  June 4, 2011

    Stay excellent! ★

  4. hee! sometimes i forget how ruthless cats are when they are all cuddles and purrs…nice piece about the sometimes forgotten nature of cats…

  5. vivid imagery,
    you make the cat come alive, beautiful poetry.
    welcome and have fun in the rally.


  6. I love cats, but fail when it comes to portraying them in words. I think you did it very well. 🙂

    • Thanks for reading & commenting Ravenblack.
      I love cats too, I think this is a one-off for me, my words normally fail me when it comes to cats as well

  7. Very good representation of a great predator. Loved the last line, very effective.
    The Lonely Recluse.

  8. Virtual Sinner

     /  June 7, 2011

    Makes me want to stay indoors at night.

  9. Sorry brutal and ruthless until the end when it is just a cat eating peacefully. Wonderful piece 🙂

  10. Great work Trevor!

  11. good reminds me of one I had that killed 11 quail in one day. nice write

  12. Trevor, I loved the simplicity of our poem! A great natural story about sustaining species! But strange, immediately Darwin came to mind for me! This was prompted by the two images in your photo, the cat and its shadow. I had to go to wikipedia to refresh on Darwin theories but I see where your poem took me! Darwin’s theories explained in one of his paragraphs that the origin of species is not necessarily about the view “as a struggle for the sheer means of existence, but as a struggle against all natural conditions unfavorable to the species”…and I thought why? But my “why” was answered as I read on. It is “in which individual struggle has been reduced to its narrowest limits, and the practice of mutual aid for forward progress” in the species is more favorable. Your cat worked with the environment to sustain its species, as we should work with our environment to sustain each other! I do apologize for rambling. But your poem was profoundly beautiful to me. Thank you for sharing it!

    • Thanks for reading and commenting Cindy.
      I will admit I didn’t think as deeply as you have when I wrote this but I’m pleased you enjoyed it.

      I would also like to thank everyone else that have read and commented on this, it is much appreciated.

  13. Pleasant to read, and lively. The halting phrases and short sentences create a nice rhythm, and build suspense quite effectively, but also carry the tension down at the end. Very interesting, the way you achieve that.

    BTW, I also like the stationery-like texture and translucent pattern you have on the page. It adds atmosphere, without making the text hard to read.

    • Thank you Elaine, The way you describe my writing shows thought went into the process of understanding my words which I appreciate immensely. I wish the same could be said when I’m composing! I often find the words are already there in my head in the order that you read them, most of my editing is spelling errors and the odd rhythm-less line.

      The coffee stained paper background is how my notes often look when I’m writing, I can be careless about other things whilst I’m writing.
      Again, thanks for visiting, reading and especially commenting.

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