Party of Hunters

Written for:  Poets and Storytellers United
Weekly Scribblings #69:  Of The Hunt  (posted by Magaly)

"I invite you to write poetry or prose from the point of view of a character or speaker who is hunting, being hunted, or both."

I am six years old 
today.  We are playing
Treasure Hunt.  My friends
spread out among trees
and bushes.  I search 
grass and flowers.  Starts
to seem like hours of hunting.
We are looking for a large 
gold coin.  Hope someone
finds it soon so we can have
my birthday cake.

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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5 Responses to Party of Hunters

  1. Your poem does a fantastic job at conjuring that mixture of elation and frustration which comes with having to have fun during one’s own party before getting to the real treat. I can practically see the pout in the tone.


  2. Isha says:

    Very well written 👏


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