HUNTER and PREY

This is a new form I came up with on old site. It's called Parallel Poetry. In this form the same story is told from 2 different viewpoints simultaneously. The poems are posted side by side and should be read 1st line left poem, 1st line right poem ;2nd line left poem,2nd line right poem and so on until completion. This form can be written to alternate reading line to line or stanza to stanza and can be in free verse or classic............scribbler (please ignore lines of periods as this is only way I could get this form to post)

...............Hunter....................................................................................................Prey

You've left sign scattered through the woods.........................Throughout the summer woods were bare
I've tried to link and figure out.....................................................of any type of human smell
and having done the best I could..............................................but now I sense you everywhere
I've hung a stand in pine tree stout...........................................mostly at that pine beside the well

So on this day in the predawn...................................................In the predawn I am checking does
my post I've taken for the morning............................................a half a mile away from there
near the old road I walked in on................................................the scent of man on soft breeze blows
in hope my entrance gives no warning....................................causing me to walk with care

Now it's light enough to see.......................................................Full light brings the time of man
and the woods begin to stir........................................................day's denizens begin to stir
as life abounds all around me...................................................squirrels' gray and woodcock's tan
I hear a woodcock's gentle whir.................................................as they scold and start to whir

Just at sunrise comes a doe......................................................I'm trailing far behind a doe
along the edge of thicket, dense................................................on a path leading to sanctuary
I choose to pass up on her though............................................her scent is hot but I move slow
hoping a buck will soon come hence........................................strong smell of human makes me tarry

Now full sun has melted frost......................................................Now I see the glint of sun off glass
I spy antler moving in the thicket..................................................betraying a hunter in pine tree
but it quickly fades away................................................................into thicker cover I now pass
today I will not punch his ticket.....................................................that careless hunter won't get me