Hawaiian Pig Hunt

yelping noise from

the cage in the back

of the Toyota pickup

they revved the engine

before sunrise

two guys and six dogs


the rising sun sending early feelers

across the Koolau mountains

painting the clouds a light pink

to 4-wheel drive laboring uphill

on rutted dirt tracks

as far as it could go


walking on foot led by the dogs

along Hawaiian trails known by heart

past wild mango, and lilikoi vines

the dogs quiet, sniffing, straining the leash

until their hair and their tails stood up

they let them go hoping they would find a pig


cornered by the dogs

the pig stood still not knowing

where to charge, where to run

one guy grabbed its left leg, held on

the other quickly plunged the knife deep

behind the shoulder into the heart


they carried the pig on their shoulder

the dogs quiet now, a job well done

passing wild orchids, breadfruit trees

ohia lehua trees surrounded by Hawaiian ferns

back down the mountain, back to the pickup

life was good, with food to last for a month

  • Author: Alfred Peyer (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 29th, 2021 17:42
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • User favorite of this poem: Michael Edwards.


  • dusk arising

    Bloody 4 x 4's spoil the fun.

    Nice story, I enjoyed reading it - atmospheric.

  • FredPeyer

    Thanks d a, I saw a pickup yesterday with a dead pig on top of the steel cage in the back that holds the dogs. And I don't know how, but somehow this poem appeared.

  • Michael Edwards

    Not only a good read but an insight into different lives across the world - one to save.

    • FredPeyer

      Thanks Michael, yes it is quite different from the English Dog Hunt. Not as 'refined' and 'proper'!

    • orchidee

      How's that tree? You seeing all this from atop it?!

      • FredPeyer

        orchie, the reason I am up that tree is because the pig came charging! 🙁
        About a year ago I actually saw two small wild pigs about a quarter mile from my house.

      • Suresh

        They hunt for their kill
        Just as the soil was tilled
        Both showing reverence
        To and what they willed.

        Great rendition

        • FredPeyer

          Thank you Suresh, and you right, these hunters do show reverence to these animals. The hunt is necessary since these wild pigs do a lot of damage to the native flora.

        • Neville

          a fascinating insight properly poemed ...
          and thoroughly enjoyed ...

          • FredPeyer

            Thank you so much Neville for your kind commentary.

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