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hunter ay?

I’ve lost the way
Off, and astray
Safe is my prey
Gone is the  day
 
Is it worth it?
The path: unlit
Fear, pain, and fits
All come visit
 
I’ve lost the way
But seized the day
And come what may
Savor that prey

I have a thing for what I call 4x4x4 poems. Poems with four syllables per line, four lines per stanza, and four stanzas. I guess technically this is untitled. . . "hunter ay?" is me making fun of myself for deciding to go with an A,A,A,A B,B,B,B rhyme scheme, and yes this is a 4x4x3 poem, because I just plain got sick of it by the the end of the third stanza. It does however wrap itself up nicely and I do like the finished product now that I look back at it.

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