Red Deer Poems - Poems about Red Deer

... Hind the Red Deer Along the river bank on a sweltering day there she was, shining in radiant beauty lariviere quenched her thirst her timid smile, gentle touch personified kindn......

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... In antler duel to the death do them apart echo in mountains ......

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...dear red deer, all-clear orange forest, rustic chill autumn sunrise smiled.........

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...The Dune on the Rock where fine grains of time gradually slip revealing footprints of lost vertebrates: an archaic human being - Neanderthal; red deer, aurochs elephant......

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...These are the moments we live for. The shake and stir of the wild growing furze, Red kites blazing over high pines, hares sparking beneath, And hooves striking the shells from the sand. The......

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...I came from a land of redneck drinkers, who mounted deer heads on walls without sheetrock. It was a simpler time. You shot or hooked what you ate. A wood stove heated the whole house. It ran on bottl......

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...Adventures of Robin Hood and his Merry Men. No1. Robin’s Thick Member We wuz out huntin that day Ah remembers as plain as can be When a ansome buck came us way Fust to sho......

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...A raging river tenaciously floods Tannins and silts combine to dark blood A hut, just fifty metres, occupying their sight Two men, cold and wearied, stuck for the night An adventure all plan......

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...A red deer on a misty hill Stately among the grass Listens with ears pricked to the shrill Sounds of earth; musings pass Dim smoke flitting in a morass Dance in the mirror of the mountain pool......

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...It is Monday, today is pay the bills and light shop. All this after we have been for the morning run. The dogs are always keen, they trot beside me as at ten miles an hour we cover the ground A......

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...I was renowned as Chief Buffalo Chips, a great leader of many tribes. I was given that pathetic name by my father resulting in a heap of gibes. But with a name like his, Chief Tater Chips, what else ......

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...The iridescent raven perched upon pilings By just one lake in Friesland's beautiful wetland outings His golden beak and orange legs with claws set off Against black feathers that glisten and......

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...Walk along the leafy paths dappled with shade turn over a rock or two and watch the scurrying as little insects scatter looking for some covering finding it underneath some sticks and a grass blad......

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...Imagination Pre down borealis that had flashed through the dark blue night sky had disappeared . A light at the ridge a few stray sunrays lit up the valley and the mist of mystery was slow......

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...Pretty am I in this forest of green Appreciate my eyes for I've seen what I've dreamed Not that long ago when I was a little girl What I had seen in my dreams made my heart twirl To my knees I desce......

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