Claw and Fang The jungle held deep secrets From emptiness they rang Hidden in the shadows, yet, one came as claw and fang It blended into nowhere It moved with stealth and grace Its orbs set forth a death stare and safety found no place The jungle held deep secrets It whispered them so soft So when they came to be, yet, too late it seemed so oft ~ Poem and Jaguar capture, Claw and Fang © Jerry L. Ferrara. Image created in Brazil’s vast and enigmatic Pantanal.
The Calling Card Communicating with one another in absentia, a Jaguar sniffs a brushy area where a member of its race recently sprayed. Along a path a feline wentand as it passed, it left a scentfor others of its kind to find,a message that seemed quite sublime.Did the ‘calling card’ give hintof the author’s veiled intent?Was it a trespasser’s claimto the jungle’s dark domain?Or a lusty lady’s tempt–a Jezebel’s seductive scent? ~ Poem and Jaguar capture, The Calling Card © Jerry L. Ferrara, from the wilds of Brazil’s Mato Grosso.