Short White Tailed Deer Poems
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sun at its zenith
prize winning nascent blush rose
white-tailed deer feasting
8/19/2018
Out in a winter’s field
My camera takes photos
Of white tailed deer
Running about
Clicking…
As one by one
They run off
Into the woods
Until…
Out in a winter’s field
My camera takes photos
Of an empty winter’s field
scitter scatter I hear the squirrels before I see them
their tails are fluffy and prominent, they chase each other
run straight up a tree, the leaves sound crunchy
a deer bounds into a thicket, I see the white tail
my eyes delight in the oranges, reds and yellows of the leaves
The oak is a most pleasant tree
She gently towers over thee
Shading everything on the ground
Inspired by small brownish round tiny acorn wee
Red squirrels claim her for their home
She provides shelter for a gnome
Blue jay senses her strength is near
Tall white tailed deer use her roughened bark as a comb
She can live for thousands of years
Letting the snow slide off in tears,
Nature's seal of mighty tree bond
Using pond as one of her fabulous mirrors.
Pa grunted “we must get on”
sweating through his one good shirt
I don’t want to leave Wisconsin
I’ve named all the trees
Ma and me we were baptized in the pond
I don’t care about Kansas. Pa says “we have to”
I saw a white-tailed deer and a beaver yesterday
The Northwoods will hide me. I hate Pa today.
I’ll hold Betsy all the way ‘til ma says
“Constance, let go!”
I won’t bounce around, minding ma, keeping still
I won’t darn another sock ever again!
Has anybody noticed the proliferation of white-tailed deer?
Recently, there have been so many running around here.
In order to obviate causing a collective bothersome fuss,
they roam at night to avoid contact with *****sapiens (that's us).
Deer seem to be playing chicken when they run in front of my car.
If they make contact, they certainly won't go far!
I have to beep my horn to get them out of my way.
Once they are gone, they can live to see another day.