Daver Austin Poet Free verse

A Buck's Worth

A BUCK’S WORTH

Does the buck know his beauty?
(some would argue yes)
No matter
Unlike men, he is one with nature
Close to the earth
And using the teeming woods to advantage
Few men can know his freedom, his non-violent
      spirit
He breathes a fresher, more uplifting air
If he knows and loves, is charged by beauty
Then it is a different kind of love, a more 
      pristine beauty
Does he dream?
Are his dreams of mountain, forest and stream?
Who can know
The visible wild is so uncomplicated
Methinks he dreams only of what fond nature
      offers
With no wish for change and free of fear

Dave Austin

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Monterey Sirak May 7, 2015 at 8:22 AM This is beautiful. A few years ago I found a baby deer and raised him on a bottle. As soon as he was able I set him free. Every so often I would see him and he would toss his head when I called.

Carolyn Devonshire May 5, 2015 at 6:43 AM Ah, to live in the peace this buck knows so well. There are no more comforting moments than those we experience while feeling "one with nature." I always felt this way fishing far offshore. Awesome poem, Daver! PS- Jameis was picked by the Tampa Bay Bucs. Soon he'll know what repetitive losses are like :D Love, Carolyn

Andrea Dietrich May 3, 2015 at 1:50 AM thanks , my friend, for checking out my May Day poem!!

James Peranteau May 2, 2015 at 7:57 AM Good day dear poet ! I am going to fave this write sir. I have read it three times thus far. Not because of a lack of understand, but because it took me back to the three years which I spent in the Cumberland Hills of Tenn. and we had a big ol' buck up there...14 tines for sure, that's what I counted my second year there. And this was before I knew much at all about dear, like when it shed it's rack, I thought that we also had a pretty big doe, lol. Great write my friend...have a wonderful weekend my dear friend.......much love, james

M. L. Kiser May 1, 2015 at 7:10 AM I like this one; very beautifully done.

Andrea Dietrich April 30, 2015 at 10:53 PM this is very nice, daver. Your poetry is so eclectic. I never know what you will post next!!

Barbara Gorelick April 30, 2015 at 3:22 PM I have so often thought of what animals know and think..Love your piece. BG

Emile Pinet April 30, 2015 at 12:13 PM Your love of nature and life shines brightly throughout your poem. Emile.

Cindy Cayton April 30, 2015 at 10:32 AM Never thought of it that way. Very good. Reads well writ from the heart. Thanks Saver. I truly enjoyed the read alot. I am a country girl myself .. Daver Austin May 2, 2015 at 11:05 AM Alas I am a city boy who has ideas about nature. Thanks for reading my stuff. Love, daver