#NationalPoetryMonth – #SummerMagic – The Ambush

/ Marcia Meara

Time for another one from Mac’s adventures, those many summers ago. Hope you enjoy it.

Ambush
 by Marcia Meara

Silent, sleek, deadly,
The predator climbs high, high,
And stretches out full length
On the smooth, sturdy limb.
Well hidden within heavy green foliage,
His wait begins.

Panting slightly as the sun climbs
And dappled light pierces the shade.
Heat rises, but keen eyes miss nothing
And sharp ears catch the first soft footfalls
Of unsuspecting prey, moving quietly
Down a curve of narrow trail.

Patience is everything.
Lie still, still, still!
No slight movement to cause alarm.
Hunger growing, mouth watering at
The smell of food coming ever closer.
Body tenses, ready to leap.

Humans are slow, pitiful creatures.
Lacking panther senses to warn them
Of danger lying overhead.
Teeth bared, growls erupting,
Body drops downward,
Ready for the kill.

With a shout, the man falls,
Hand over his heart.
You got me, you little panther, you!
Don’t eat my fingers!
Don’t eat my toes!
I brought you peanut butter and jelly.

Gotcha good, didn’t I, Dad?
I was patient, like you taught me.
Grabbing a sandwich, he dances away,
Calling over his shoulder,
Race you to the pond now!
After lunch, I want to be a fish.

 

 

Buy Summer Magic Here: Summer Magic: Tales of Life and Love

My poems have also appeared in the following Silver Birch Press Anthologies: 

Noir Erasure Poetry Anthology (Silver Birch Press Anthologies Book 5) Kindle Edition http://amzn.to/2B8jhWX

Summer: An Eclectic Anthology of Poetry & Prose (Silver Birch Press Anthologies Book 3) Kindle http://amzn.to/2BhzE4q

SILVER: An Eclectic Anthology of Poetry & Prose (Silver Birch Press Anthologies) Kindle Edition http://amzn.to/2A3XxPb

Green: An Eclectic Anthology of Poetry & Prose (Silver Birch Press Anthologies Book 2) Kindle Edition http://amzn.to/2jTQsdt

 

22 thoughts on “#NationalPoetryMonth – #SummerMagic – The Ambush”

    • I hope that’s a good thing. 🙂 He was a fun-loving, happy kid, with doting parents, and yet, he ended up withdrawn from the world, living alone on his mountaintop, with no one but his Irish wolfhound for company. His dad was right that he’d never be able to protect his boy from the things life would throw at him. But in the end, there’s no force on earth greater than the redemptive power of love. (That’s my story, an’ I’m stickin’ to it!) 😀

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      • I guess none of us can protect our kids from whatever nasty surprises life has in store for them.It was easier when the worst thing was a scraped knee which good be kissed better. I’m looking forward to the next book about Mac – well, about Rabbit, really. Just saying…

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        • You’ll be glad to know, then, that I’m on CH 12 of the draft, approaching the halfway mark. I should have already written it, edited it, and gotten it published, but did I mention we had a little trouble with a hurricane recently? 😀 😀 😀

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            • I’ve continued to plug away, but this time around there’s no 3 or 4 chapters a week being drafted. More like 3 or 4 weeks to draft ONE. Gleep. I’m hoping that I’ll pick up speed here REAL soon. Rabbit is counting on me! See, there are these mysterious floating lights way out in the middle of nowhere, over Brown Mountain . . . . . . .

              (There really ARE, actually, that no one has ever figured out, so “Step aside, folks. Rabbit’s on the job!” 😀 )

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    • Thanks, Kass. I’ve been taking shortcuts for the last few days, posting poetry from Summer Magic. My cold is finally considering easing up on me, so I’ll have to quit slacking off soon, I guess. But I still have a couple more I want to share, so maybe not today. 😀

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    • I’m afraid you’ll have to settle for meeting Mac the boy through these poems. It’s one reason I wrote them. His childhood is only briefly mentioned here and there in Wake-Robin Ridge, and I really wanted to explore his relationship with his dad and his beloved mountain ridge, so, I wrote the Mac at Ten poems. But as of right now, the only little boy in the series is Rabbit, and he’s about all I can handle. That boy lives in my brain and talks to me all the time, so if you haven’t read books 2 and 3 of the series, you might enjoy them. 😀 Thanks so much for such kind comments, Lynn. I really appreciate your taking the time to read these and let me know your thoughts! 🙂 ❤

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        • I remember seeing a review from you, but couldn’t recall which book(s) it was for. THANK YOU for doing so! I truly appreciate that, and I LOVE that you are missing them. You’ll be happy to know I’m working on WRR#4, which features the (real life) mystery of the Brown Mountain lights. Rabbit is intrigued by those and has some thoughts on them, as he always does. 😀 And other mysteries are afoot as well, plus a few new characters have been introduced, some of which will be back in other books, I think. 🙂 Hope you’ll enjoy it when it comes out. Not going to make my original deadline of publishing by “late spring,” I’m afraid, but it will be as soon as possible, for sure. 😀 ❤

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