Sharp gnawing pangs of fierce hunger
gnaw at her empty stomach as she
sensually slips stealthily through
the steamy jungle with gleaming jade eyes
attune to the humid night.
Low growls fill the dark jungle night
as she impatiently prowls the muddy
shores of the shimmering water hole.
At last she finds the perfect spot, and
crouches down in the shimmering yellow
and orange vegetation, her broad stripes blending
in perfectly.
She lies as a shadow upon the steamy ground
awaiting her opportunity.
The cool full moon's light filters through the
canopy of the tall trees casting eerie shadows
upon the ground as the lumbering beasts approach
the water hole with snorts and low grunts of wary
attention to the wavering shadows all around.
Quietly the great tiger waits for the beasts to
lower their heads and partake of the cool waters.
At last the opportunity for which she awaits arrives.
Like a bolt of greased lightning she pounces heavily
upon a small,helpless beast.
She slashes and tear at it with razor sharp claws,
leaving raw,gaping,bloody streaks down its heavily panting side.
Finally the poor beast can take no more and falls
with a heavy thud to the steamy ground another victim
of the mighty tigress,queen of the jungle night.
Donavon Scott Vinson