Alone in the moor
looking to end a life
circle gets completed
he contemplates
From a distance
he appears a savage
Inside he is crying
Listening to the prey
Wishing it well
deed must be done
Before the night fell
Alone in the moor
looking to end a life
circle gets completed
he contemplates
From a distance
he appears a savage
Inside he is crying
Listening to the prey
Wishing it well
deed must be done
Before the night fell
Perspectives on Life, the Universe and Everything 
I love this poem, “Hunter”.
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Thank you
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very interesting way of looking at a hunter!
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🙂 indeed, the one who thinks too much 🙂
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Love the conflict that surfaces in the Hunter’s mind.
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Thank you for liking my humble thoughts 🙂
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In a sublime way, we all go on hunt & make decisions that are conflicting…
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I agree 🙂 thank you for visiting and reading my humble jumble of words 😉
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haha, they’re not humble jumble though 🙂
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Are you sure 🙂
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Oh yess, I’m. 🙂
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Then I am extremely pleased 🙂
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🙂 haha
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🙂
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We all have these conflicting thoughts and emotions from time to time, yet like you so rightly wrote – deed must be done.
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Thank you for your contribution to these humble thoughts 🙂
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Very interesting view point.
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Thank you 🙂
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I think you are a true professional on combining pictures and lyrics. It always get Such a stunning, yet realistic atmosphere! I’m so glad that I started following you 🙂
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That is very kind of you to say that 🙂
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A hunter with a conscience… Refreshing… Nice work.
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Many thanks RhB 🙂
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You are most welcome.
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🙂
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Bright images and words.
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Many thanks 🙂
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Reblogged this on sueshan123blog.
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Nice to follow.
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Pleasure is all mine!
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Reblogged this on IdealisticRebel's Daily View of Favorites.
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Many thanks Barbara!
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Bravo!!!Love the weakness and strength in the poem👏👏👏
Pleasure to see the photos of course💝
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Thank you so much AJ!
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Thank you for liking “My Mother’s Photography” and “Jaquet-Droz Automata.” I would probably be thinking the same thoughts as the hunter in your poem if I ever tried to go hunting, which I do not think I will ever do. I understand that some people have to hunt out of necessity, but I cannot relate to people who hunt for sport and then display preserved animal heads as trophies of their hunting adventures. Their attitude toward hunting is the opposite of the attitude held by the Native American people in the southeastern United States. For them, hunting was a sacred act that had to be done properly or else dire consequences would result. The souls of slain animals had to be appeased through ritual and sacrifice, or the slain animals would seek revenge by bringing disease upon the people.
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Thank you so much, visiting your blog is always a pleasure. I am from a hunting family and photos you see is a hunt I participated in, however we only hunt what we eat and don’t to it for sports (trophy hunting). Hence I agree with your comments entirely!
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Interesting, AB. Curious though, why “must” the deed be done?
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Eric, thank you for reading this, my concept is around hunting for sustenance, no optionality, circle of life, Cheetah has go after gazelle, big fish after small fish, hence ‘Must’!
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Circle of life I “get” AB. Thanks for sharing the intent of your words.
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You are most welcome Eric, have a wonderful week!
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wow!!
a different way to look at
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I am humbled my dear 🙂
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