Poetry A Leopard Lay

A Leopard Lay

A Leopard lay amidst the trees,
hiding in its greeny leaves.
Lazing in the noon day sun,
with no desire, none to run.

Listening to the rustling breeze,
he cautions it to "hush, don't breathe.
Give no signal, that I lie
Upon this perch, up in the sky."

His hooded eyes seem half asleep.
His body quivers, never sleeps.
For as quick as lightening, he'll flash down
On any prey, yet, make no sound.

So, people prowling on the ground,
Take care to more than look around.
Dangers lurking everywhere
both on the ground and in the air.

And wildcats well, they seldom sleep.
Dreams of there's don't run too deep.
There nature makes them keen and fierce
there teeth are sharp, they claws will pierce.

A Leopard lay amidst the trees,
suddenly he hears, he sees.
Now, he's up and through
it's greeny leaves,
Look up, he's up,
Oh, Look up, PLEASE!

April 28, 1999

By LaMythica

Linda A. Copp