A Serpent’s Tail poem for the Daily Post prompt: aware.
All senses aware,
hare in the long grass lies,
eyes, hazel brown search
birch and oak in fear.
svelte and quick into the shade
made for hiding.
Riding their horses, hunters come,
drumming hooves, hounds bay.
Away darts the fox, quick,
slick and sleek, among the trees.
Please take your death elsewhere,
hare whispers in the grasses tall,
all senses aware.