Panther

Panther

Silent moving shadow,

melanin coat,

keenly stalks her prey,

the hunt with slow majestic grace begins,

fixated stare that black-blood curls,

as paw to ground,

a soundless lethal shift,

which calls the wild,

the time to pounce,

as body sprints in rapid flight,

and shoulders glide,

to twist and turn,

from dust and earth, she leaps,

to trap her prey,

whine and wimp,

of throttled throat,

or broken crunch,

to deadly silence,

chase over,

battle won.