The lioness

This is a poem I wrote for a school project. I had to write 6 poems for a poetry folio. This is the 1st one- the five senses

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1. The lioness

She stays low, back arched, prowling,
Stalking, walking, stopping, starting.
Damp grass against her feet,
waiting for one she might meet.
The crisp, sweet air, she can taste,
As she chases in this wild race.
Tracks, she sees and she will follow,
Into what?
A hollow,
Dark, yet sweet and musky.
Scuttling,fluttering, then silence,
It takes a lot not to pounce,
But she must wait,
For she is no mere beast,
She is the lioness.


Criticism accepted and valued :D
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