Beauty Deer Poems

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...

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This December day that feels like March or April
Beckons me down to my old thoughtful spot
To the bench on the hill above the lake
Where I...

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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...

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A deer hunter’s daughter

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She illuminates the clock with her laughter,
loves her instagram her tic toc and her saunter,
she goes nowhere near disaster,
she’s got no ear...

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Deer Elk Princess was a flower in the woods
With her turquoise dresses, she flashed beauty
The hickory and elms thought she was too jazzy
But the oaks...

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We pranced by the river 
As the wind swayed my antlers 
I captured with my eyes, a picture 
As my fawn jumped up and up...

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He moves quickly through the underbrush
I follow close behind, pushing
Briars cautiously with a hand prepared 
To let go hastily and a throat
Holding onto a shudder...

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Sun slowly dipping in a springtime sky;
the wind's blowing and the pine boughs tossing.
From their warm, peaceful beds the meek and shy,
walk down to the...

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We locked eyes
you and I;
your onyx rounds
held me in their grip
until my mind was read.

Brother of the woods
I wish no harm;
your sensuous visage,
displaying its power,...

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Like deer they run, so gracefully
With winged feet, youth's pedigree
They flow along, near-effortless
Like deer they run, so gracefully
On straightaways, they're swifter yet
Lithe frames incline, take...

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In the knife-edged saw grass
a fawn high-steps behind
his mother's tail
With an eerie whoop,
a rusty- winged chicken
warns them away from
his purloined roost
Renegade rooster on the lamb,
flapping...

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DEAR DEER

                    Dear Deer, I love...

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When I was just a little boy
we picnicked under alpine skies,
one time a mule deer strolled out
and fed in the meadow nearby.
Tall, curving antlers rising...

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A deer gazes past the trees

Caught up in the moment while nibbling on pink flowers

A calm stillness is captured by the warm breeze

A carpet of...

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On the forest edge young beautiful and wild                 ...

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