THE LIONESS

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    THE LIONESS

    I AM FAMISHED AND CAN'T FIND MY LOVE.  TIME TO GO HUNT SO I CAN FEED MY CUBS.  THE PRIDE IS LARGE AND SO IN CHARGE.  WE ARE NOW AT REST WHILE WE SEEK OUT THE BEST.  NOT MANY STUMBLE UPON AND ONCE THEY DO, THEY BEGAN TO RUN.   IT'S STORYTIME AND TIME TO FEAST ON WHAT WAS CAPTURED BY THE BEAST.  THE ELDERS ARE LAYING DOWN AND THE CUBS ARE PLAYING AROUND.  I FINALLY SEE MY LOVE ENTER THE GATE, HE IS RECOGNIZED BY ALL THAT WAIT.  HE TURNS AND MEETS MY STARE AND I STALK BACK TO THE LAIR.   ALL OF THESE THINGS I DREAM AND NOW I DON'T NEED TO BE SEEN. 

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    Paint1954 commented on THE LIONESS

    11-15-2009

    This poem causes me to see all this going on while you write.

    PRIESTESSMACK

    11/18/2009

    THE LIONESS IS ONE I IDENTIFY WITH.

    Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

    PRIESTESSMACK’s Poems (29)

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    TO GIVE OR LIVE 0
    Declaration of Self 0
    THANKFUL 0
    Nectar of Love 0
    THE TIGRESS 2
    THE FALCON 0
    THE LIONESS 1
    DISPLEASED 1
    THE GOVERNESS 1
    FEMALE PHAROAH 2
    TEMPTRESS 0
    THE EAGLE 0
    THE DONESS 1
    TRUE STATEMENT 1
    ADMISSION 2
    THE NEGRESS 3
    HURRY LOVE 2
    DARK STRANGER 1
    MYSELF 4
    GIVE ME A BREAK 2
    SpoKen 2
    UnSpoken 3
    MYSTIQUE 6
    OUTSPOKEN 1
    BLACK BRIDE 1
    SWEET AGONY 4
    WHITE ROSE 4
    REVEL/AWOKEN 0
    DONESS T'S BLUES 1