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Leopard

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HIGH PRIESTESS OF
THE FOREST
 
Blacker than the midnight hour,
On a night without a moon,
Amidst the trees, amongst the leaves,
The wild beast is on the move.
 
Silently, with stealth, she steals
From one limb to another,
Halting momentarily,
To listen - watch - and wonder.
 
Not the monarch of the jungle,
No, that's the regal lion's claim,
But, High Priestess of the forest,
Is this lady's claim to fame.
 
Powerful, predatory prowler,
Poised and patient, as she seeks,
Shameless, surly, ceaseless stalker,
Seductive, sinister, and sleek.
 
Not a crackling of a twig,
Nor a rustle of a leaf,
Her velvet paws help beat the odds,
Her search tonight is brief.
 
Ah, her prey is sighted,
God have mercy on the weak,
The High Priestess of the night
Now claims the game she seeks.
 
Like black lightning, without warning,
Neither thunder roll nor growl,
She streaks across the darkened sky,
Observed only by a lonely owl.
 
Her prize surrenders with surprise,
No way to counteract this beast,
Aware indeed of nature's schemes,
Resigned to be the creature's feast.
 
But wait - the beast feels playful,
As she toys with her prey,
So she drags her bounty homeward,
Where in comfort she can play.
 
A gift for one she loves, perhaps,
She drops it at her master's feet,
"GET THAT DAMNED MOUSE OUT
OF HERE!"
She hears her master shriek.
 
Poor, panther-like black cat,
So misunderstood, it seems,
High Priestess of the forest - yes,
But only in her dreams.
 
Virginia (Ginny) Ellis
Copyright November 2003 ~ Revised October 2004





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