Hunt Poems - Poems about Hunt

It was a strong opponent, it fought against us very well. Many of us were slaughtered before it finally went down. Again and again it tried to run, but we chased it down each time. We will never give up the...Read the rest...

Throw an arrow, remember to sharpen it before it reaches it's end target Who is naïve enough to cross your parameters of closeness Capture this person whose mere sight you adore Aim at their legs,...Read the rest...

polar bears hunt too much swimming not enough ice ...Read the rest...

Dear Sam, hello it’s me, don’t fret old friend whom I have never met. I wrote a letter time forgot, you may ask why, I ask why not? A sad meditation of late on our nation’s new police state - its...Read the rest...

Thought I perhaps should let all my friends see, How touched I was on finding this letter to me, Found by mistake, after so many years, I collapsed into buckets of tears, A treasure bequeathed to me, was meant...Read the rest...

SIR THOMAS WYATT TRANSLATIONS 1 Whoso List to Hunt ("Whoever Longs to Hunt") by Sir Thomas Wyatt loose translation/interpretation/modernization by Michael R. Burch Whoever longs to hunt, I know the deer; but as for me, alas!, I may no more. This...Read the rest...

Straying away from the straight path in search of sumptuous grass, Me and my friends meander to the mountain top on a crisp clear sunny day, The cottony white clouds mirror our soft tufts of wool, The sea...Read the rest...

Their feathered shields ...Read the rest...

Welcome, Summer by Geoffrey Chaucer loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Now welcome, Summer, with your sun so soft, since you’ve banished Winter with her icy weather and driven away her long nights’ frosts. Saint Valentine, in the heavens aloft, the songbirds...Read the rest...

Arooooooo this lonely wolf Arooooooo this lonely wolf out on the hunt the night is dark what to find what to find tonight the drunks stagger that will not satisfy the taste is gamey though they put up little fight I seek a battle to last all...Read the rest...

Paint with all mud With eyes fiercing Hunt for a kill....Read the rest...

William Holman Hunt paints* Jesus at our door** ...Read the rest...

In France, where a creek gently flows, A hunter ventures to a place he knows. With his wife ahead, beating the brush, She making the hidden pheasant flush. With muzzle raised, he's poised for flight, As she flushes a pheasant...Read the rest...

At the edge of the dark forest, in shadows Breathing the heavy morning dew, just the two soft commotions kiss the silence as they froze listening, for a presence, gentle hearts flew huffing, puffing, thick scents of moss, blackest...Read the rest...

jumping off back deck trying to hide in tall grass dogs hot on his tail...Read the rest...