The eagle swoops down
His keen sight spies a hare
The hare bounds for cover
A chance for escape is rare..
The forest warns its own
When any predator strikes
It has both eyes and ears
That help to calm some fears
The hunter is now being hunted
The tables have just been turned
Friendship has been earned
And a lesson has been learnt.
Yet –
The forest is now wary
For it’s the human whose presence is scary
Though it protects it’s own
The seeds of fear are sown
For Man is the biggest predator they know
He scans around him quietly
And anything that he can digest
Will get a deathly blow..
And it’s not just in the forest
But also in cities and towns
That the presence of any predator
Brings more fears and frowns
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Safina, this is thoughtfully constructed. The movement from predator and prey to the quiet terror of human presence carries real moral weight. It reads like a warning spoken calmly…which makes it hit harder. Well done, my friend! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
thanks for the read and the thoughtful and wise comments.
i truly feel that, unfortunately, man is the biggest predator ever...and am worried where this is leading to..
but let's relax today and have a great weekend..
Most welcome, my friend. I have the same worries and, yes, we are. Here's to relaxation and a great weekend.
amen. it was good with us - and hope yours was too...
Man is the deadliest preditor and most wide spread. We kill for sport not just food. Nicely written
yes, inspite of being a supposedly intelligent mammal...we kill for pleasure and sport more than for food, so what do we say for ourselves ?
We tell ourselves that we are superior to other animals. Are we?
i wonder too, many a time.. since we see more loyalty and bonding between some animals than men..
I sometimes wonder, is there a hidden meaning behind the predator-prey axis?
if there is, i am yet to know why things work out the way they do...
thanks for stopping by
if there is, i am yet to know why things work out the way they do...
thanks for stopping by
if there is, i am yet to know why things work out the way they do...
thanks for stopping by
The personification of the forest works well here and ties in nicely with something I read not long ago about communication between trees. Although much reduced, logging of old growth forests can still be an issue parts of Oz..
destruction of nature and the environment for the sake of industrial complexes is a major problem here - as logging is for you -
sometimes in our greed we tend to forget that we are depriving ourselves of clean air by these thoughtless acts...the woods do have a way of communicating that we are yet to be aware of completely
so - How can one think only of the present and deny our following generations clean and pure fresh air ? yet, that's what we do... [repeating myself here]
Must start by eliminating the "us' and 'we' from our discourse, I don't do the logging, you don't do the logging - large companies log and governments let them do it
(I'm sure you know this really, and it isn't hard to deduce anyway from your neat and richly worded poem😊).
you are right, of course, it's neither you nor me who is directly responsible..
and yet, by keeping silent despite observing this mindless destruction, we are allowing the predators to roam free - so yes, we should side with and encourage the environmental NGOs and do our mite..
[btw, my daughter did her 2nd masters in environmental engineering- so maybe it's rubbing off on me]
Your daughter will be young enough, and sounds like she is going in the right direction.
thanks a ton !
she turned 45 on feb 7 - and although seemingly impractical in today's world, her views on environment have helped us change in some ways too...
This feels like a fable sharpened by experience—nature watching itself, until humanity steps in and breaks the spell.
Clean lines, clear teeth: the turn to man-as-predator lands hard and honest, without preaching.
you have nailed it sir - nature builds, and we destroy
You have certainly brought the Forrest to life. This could be metaphor for politics of the world in which with live. Kudos on your imagery and emotion, we should all look up and see it. 🌹 Superb poem. 💜
THANKS A TON FOR THE WONDERFUL COMMENTS AND THE MOTIVATION...YOU ARE HALFWAY THERE RE. THE WORLD WHICH WE LIVE IN BECAUSE PREDATORS PRESENTLY SEEM TO REIGN SUPREME, UNFORTUNATELY.
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Humans, should come with a health warning.
Sadly it seems, space is running out for wild animals, from land to the sea we've managed to kill them both.
so true, and so sad...but we will continue on nevertheless
Absolutely love this very well written One of my favorites
i thank you for the fave and the heartening feedback, and wish more power to your pen..take care..
How absolutely write you are .. sometimes I need to be reminded why I resent and despise my own species so much .. its that seemingly insatiable hunger, greed & appetite that does it .. bang on ma'am I like the sound of your drum .. unless I am gravely mistaken and it is something else being beaten out of me .. 😎👍
We are in the same boat here and seem to share the same attitude towards predators- so let us beware and stay safe
Have a good day
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