The Hunter

For Creative Poetry Group.

The night was dull, lifeless and humid
Clouds covered the sky, blocking out the moon and stars
I wandered the deserted city streets wondering
My devotion to my cause some might say was reckless
But I didn't care what they said for I was successful
The night was too quiet, I missed the bedlam of back home
It was noisy there, chaotic but so very alive
I really missed that as I wandered these dark empty streets
I would do my duty this night, my desire bordered on fervent
Then I heard up ahead that which I was seeking
Two large but narrow yellow eyes watched me approach
Heavy wet breathing took any enchantment from this scene
That I would kill her was unequivocal for certain
With a wild scream she leaped, flying toward me
I raised my gun just as quick and I fired at her approaching form
I hit her right in the chest but it didn't faze her at all
I fired again and again in a wild crazed way
She kept coming, all talons and wet shiny white fangs
I watched my death approach in slow motion, I had plenty of time to pray

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Hunters who go deep in the forest where man don't have the disadvantage. Can become a meal for the predators. In my time a wild boar chased out 5 Soldiers into high trees for safety. I like this story. When hunting a werewolf. Man would lose in his environment. I like how you told the story and the very good ending. Thank you for a excellent poem.
Coyote

[KAREN]

This was intense and full of drama! I love it, great ending!

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

Great use of the words that told an excellent story!

[Wolf's Dark Song]

I always love it when the beast/monster is the winner and doesn't die.

[Star Wolf]

Awesome and chilling poem. When hunting something dangerous man doesn't always turn out the winner. I doubt any one trying to avenge this hunter will succeed either.

[Poetic Beauty]

This sounds like one mean beast that was being hunted. Man always thinks he will come out the winner but that isn't always true and show clearly portray that idea in this piece.

[Black Cat Fever]

I see this as the demise of a werewolf hunter. Occupational hazard when hunting werewolves for a living. Very dark, rather chilling, excellent horror!