Deer Diary.

 

Deer Diary.

 

5:45 a.m.
as herds of deer
stand on berms
of a mountain road's
sharp curves.


I hum a
favorite tune
I used to know
I'm pretty sure
my memory
says it goes....
"Doe near me,
Fawn so,
lovely Doe!"


The buck
stops here.
I pass him by
r  e  a  l    s  l  o  w,
enjoying
Mother nature's
morning show.

 
Then spend
some time
observing
these shy beasts,
who in tall grass
on both sides
share a feast.

 
They gaze at me
with wonder,
all seem tame
as I look back
upon them

in this wild game.

 
My van does not
instill fear
of attack,
they study me
with raised ears
then turn back.

 
to chewing grass
while I digest my share,
of fate that offers me 
this glimpse of
beauty  oh, so rare.

 
touched by
a peaceful calm

that in this place
two species share.

 
Then in a
shift of gears
I edge away,
from all my eyes
held deer
on that fawn day.

 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~©-MFB III

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Micky Dee 6 years ago

Thanks MFB. I especially like the Deer!

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