Best Deer Poems

four deer 
amble across my path
on a city street. .  .
an unnatural
natural sighting

Written 2/25/16 for the Fragment Of Life Contest of Broken Wings

*Note: This happened to me just this week. There is something so fascinating to me about such a simple thing. My kids...

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I saw them a few weeks ago. My wife called me, something urgent,
so I left the computer and went to see what excited her.

Three deer, 3 young deer meandering round our 1/4 acre backyard.
They look thin she said, I agreed
(not saying it was not a...

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For better or for worse they'd pledged 
upon  their wedding day, 
but all the so called better bits 
had somehow gone astray. 
 
Poor Blue and Joan had lost the zing 
that matrimony brings, 
so both sought out a counsellor 
and hoped he'd patch...

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His family had lived here all their lives untold and he had too.
His father had died when he was young and he vaguely remembered him.
Mom tried to cross the busy street which she had been warned.
She had instantly been killed as her family watched with...

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I'm sitting cross legged on the side of the road
while Dad holds my shoulders, in trying to console me,
but tears, uncontrolled, keep tumbling down.
Most stunning, right now, is the fear, I've not known
Never before, .....had I felt so alone.

Reality has settled, like darkness around me
A...

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The Musk deer searches the forest,
For the fragrance so dear,
She does not know, the musk lies in her navel,
Inviting us to look for virtues within ourselves.

With the eyes like that of deer,
Body slim as leaping gazelle,
The skin so colorful, soft, and glowing,
The beauty we love...

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There is no right way...
there are only wrong
ways – there is no 
Luke-warm love, for
love is not a portion
nor temperature...not
a two-step – but a toward
You Step. And we know love
when we see it...let it 
happen~yes, free it!

Too often we flee it;
failures leave a lasting
mark –...

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In antler duel
                                to the death do them apart
     ...

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Twas the night before deer season
and all through the town
all the hunters were campin';
there was no one around.

The guys weren't all snuggled 
and warm in their beds.
Instead they're in sleeping bags
dreaming of mounted buck heads.

They hope to get out early
and see a huge buck!
To hear...

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Hush o'er azure stone ridge, 
hypnotic wax moon dash,
wispy crescent rustle from,
a piebald furry deer,
nocturnal stealth enshrouded,
silver tint antler scoops,
limp orange leaf detritus,
canopy of maroon ink, 
black mist dewdrops spill,
corral Northern Bobwhite quest,
shuddersome elk teeters on, 
bituminous coal summit,
cast a pearl oyster glance,
 into an...

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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...

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I hesitate to get my cool clean drink this morning.
Something is different. The cold air is the same.
The water is still, I do not sense danger. 
There is a lack of sameness however.

I look at my brother and shake my head as he
Starts for the...

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lavender tendrils 
ripples on depthless water
deer snaps his head up

5/24/2018...

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Hope


sun at its zenith

prize winning nascent blush rose 

white-tailed deer feasting

8/19/2018...

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In bed looking out my window... (sighs)  
up at the moon with leaden eyes 
approaching bleak scarlet skies 
dawns spell prompt to arise. 
Fawn forages prize 
roses, surprise 
at moms cries, 
it shies, 
flies.


11/2/2019

Poetry Contest: Rhyming Nonet 
Sponsored by: Charles Messina...

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