Mama Deer

Mama deer pranced diffidently
checking the meadow for man’s smell
Her spotted fawn trots along
unaware of danger
checking out the food
of pure and sweet
glorious
verdant
grasses
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Bangalee Avatar
April 30, 2019 at 6:05 AM
beautiful nonet
Krutsinger Avatar
April 30, 2019 at 7:19 AM
Thank you my friend.
Kiser Avatar
April 26, 2019 at 5:21 PM
Such a sleek peaceful being of the woodlands; I do love deer (alive that is); great piece of work.
Krutsinger Avatar
April 27, 2019 at 2:46 AM
Deer are my power animals; we love each other.
Marcum Wong Avatar
April 26, 2019 at 5:09 PM
A lovely scene portrayed in this Nonet Caren. I have been around friendly deer at the Grand Canyon who are used to people and they come right up to you. It was delightful. xxoo
Krutsinger Avatar
April 27, 2019 at 2:46 AM
Thank you Connie. I found myself walking next to a deer in a forest once; she was not frightened of me at all. I heard her footsteps in the grass before I looked over and saw her. She did not seem aware I was even there.
Sands Avatar
April 26, 2019 at 8:44 AM
What a view! Nice :)
Krutsinger Avatar
April 27, 2019 at 2:47 AM
I love deer; I could do 10 deer poems tomorrow.
Allison Avatar
April 26, 2019 at 6:51 AM
What lovely imagery, so few words display such a vivid scene caren, an absolutely charming poem to go into my faves:-) The title reminded me of an old book but the spelling of deer is totally different:-) hugs Jan xx
Krutsinger Avatar
April 27, 2019 at 2:47 AM
Thank you my friend. This one was so easy, I feel guilty getting any credit.
Andresen Avatar
April 26, 2019 at 5:57 AM
- A lovely mother in a beautiful picture, Caren :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
Krutsinger Avatar
April 27, 2019 at 2:48 AM
Thank you Anne-Lise. I had fun writing this one. When I doubt I always throw down something about a deer.
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