Beware the great hunter of the desert, the Sandwalker
Huge and terrifying its visage, a tireless stalker
By day it sleeps, concealed beneath the sands
By night it awakes, hungry, to patrol its lands
Deadly its venomous sting, crushing its mighty claws
Prowling the sands for victims, hunting without pause
A blackened, scorpioid beast the size of a horse
Wielding a beak so sharp it can slice steel with its force
And if this terror you should ever meet
Know that it will never relent nor retreat
Unerringly, methodically, it will follow your trail
Cover your tracks as you might, to no avail
Can this nightmare be slain? No one knows
Where it is said to dwell, no one goes
Of those that crossed its path, none have returned
Beware and avoid, only this has been learned
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A terrific poem. I wrote a desert themed poem myself that will pop up later in the week.
Thanks Anita – look forward to your desert themed piece!
no walks in the desert for me…love the name ‘Sandwalker”, the poem flowed like shifting sand …really enjoyed
Excellent poem!
I’m in love with this poem!
Thanks guys!