Hyena is as shadow stretched
speaking in his grinning way,
a million needle pointed teeth,
dripping reassuringly
‘til Rabbit’s frantic heart stops racing
fast as prey from predator.
Four grey stones pressed to her breast,
she holds them close, cradles them.
My God, she sighs through bunny lips
as sunrise creeps over the ridge,
“Thank you for Hyena’s keep.
The babies sleep as sound as Keats.”
jenifer.wills 
February 2nd, 2009 at 6:51 am
you’ve done something interesting here.
February 3rd, 2009 at 12:00 am
Wonderful new design…….
Still waiting for my journal……..
February 3rd, 2009 at 12:19 am
Hey Sana, yah it is something a little different for me. Your comment was pretty much the feedback I was hoping for. It’s a class assignment, so I’m a bit stretched on it.
Roger, it’s shipped but seeing you are a crazy brit, yours will take just a little longer. ;) Did you see it in the post below this?
Thanks guys,
Jen
February 3rd, 2009 at 8:41 pm
yes jen. its wonderful to go crazy with the verses. sometimes, the crazier the better. but this was one of the coolest bits i’ve read in a while.