White Tailed Deer Poems | Examples

A Bambi Boom

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.

white tailed deer

a deep cough
in the thicket
i sense a deer

a quick movement
I see a splash of white
white-tailed deer

Forever, You Live In My Heart

O' my Candied fruit of patience, why your face glimmer
                     Beneath my eyelids, flares of love shimmer

         In my heart ,you live forever into "pieces of peace"
     as white clouds spread in the sky like shaggy fleece

                                            Arise my soul from scary nightmares of dark night
      as neap tides rise in ocean when angle betwixt sun and moon is at right

    I conglomerate you and weaved into beads of poetry
                  as squirrels glean nuts in orchard under tree

       Everyday in my life,you born as new rising dawn
as white tailed deer gives birth to nimble baby fawn

                                              
                              When our voices are muted,we are fastened to the chains of silence
        as the desert whispers without any sirens

Written:11-06-2023

Alaska Sitka Sunset

As I near the stratosphere, I let loose
an untamed, raw rainbow

I pull on the tattered, worn ropes
of my hand-sewn hot-air balloon across
the hidden boreal quarry hill in the north

they rose above the nose
of a furious focus bear
and whack the back legs
of a swift white-tailed deer

on the tips of their fingers
they follow the wave's crest
gliding across the shimmering bay
toward the murky, muddy waterfall

I reach out from the wicker basket
to feel the wings of the migrating seagulls that fly south

I imitate their husky honking
before fading like a dandelion
awe-inspiring Sitka Alaska Sunset

I secure my spaceship to a sturdy sprout
relax on the radiant crimson ratoon

I mumble to the gray owl
"Who huh huh?" said the deep dock
spinning, spinning, swirling

the wind whirled the canopy away
as the scarlet sunset slackens into the starry sky

I let go of my bulky loads and flew into the stratosphere
without regard for any impediments
any concerns are left behind

above the clouds, I set sail

Written: May 20, 2023

He Was By My Side

Climbed up on the mountain
Fingers almost touched the sky
Even had to duck my head
As a cloud came tumbling by

Felt I was invincible
Amongst the blue and gray
Maybe God had rested here
On that holy seventh day

I could see for miles
Air was clear and bright
Sun shining through the trees
Was a visual delight

Leaves they seemed to sing
A song upon the breeze
While floating to the ground
Asking " Catch me if you please"

Then I saw an eagle
Soaring in the sky
Looked at me suspiciously
Giving me that eagle eye

Then a little chipmunk
Came by to say hello
Cheeks stuffed with acorns
Think he's wanting me to go

Saw a white tailed deer
With big brown Bambie eyes
Quickly turn and run away
Her, I really did surprise

So I will take this day
Arrest it deep inside
All the beauty that I've seen
Cause He was by my side

Birds In All Seasons

poetic trilling of joyful greedy song birds in summer
faded pink male cardinals swoop and flip
running red squirrel flashes tail 

excited white-tailed deer knocks down bird feeder
mushy wet birdseed is now on the ground
bashed in red feeder lies limp and helpless 

october transmogrifies rapidly into december
holiday activities are keeping farmers busy
wife is not filling feeders as diligently 

snuggly nights get longer and darker
ice and snow brings in frost from the north
squirrels are in hiding now 

feeder is emptying fast
hoggish crows, cardinals and wrens 
blue jay watches and waits, uninvited

He Is Chinning On Our Fence

The skeleton man is doing chin ups on our fence!
This is said in anger by my cousin, Little Spence.
It doesn’t bother me, I tell him. What is the harm?
He is never polite, he’s rude, and he lacks lots of charm.

The skeleton man gives me a nod and a wink.
He and I are old acquaintances from a town name of Brink.
He’s not so bad I tell Little Spence. He could be your friend.
Unfortunately, he is not the one to be cordial or to bend.

So, the skeleton man continues chinning and I keep my voice off.
In the distance I hear a white-tailed deer give a nervous cough.
November is hunting season, and it comes so very soon.
But right now, I am being quiet, watching Spence, who can be quite a goon.

Lack of Concern For Life

I drive slowly through a winding lane
Where white-tailed deer are often seen
I see, sadly, carcasses of creatures slain.

I am careful driving the fencerows between
Respecting the rights of the critters here
Where white-tailed deer are often seen.

Stopping to let a raccoon wander clear
And two squirrels who were in the path
Respecting the rights of the critters here.

I saw the remains of a sordid bloodbath
A car had slammed into a handsome buck
And two squirrels who were in the path.

I wondered why the driver it had struck
Who could not spare an innocent deer’s life
A car had slammed into a handsome buck.

When lack of concern for life seems rife
I drive slowly through a winding lane
Who could not spare an innocent deer’s life,
I see, sadly, carcasses of creatures slain. 

written April 26, 2022

Sonnet 10b, the Spring Crossing

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 river; and the crossing.

To the fields above, and forage a meal;
prance in the meadows; eyes and ears moving
Hear Blue Jay's calling to alarm with zeal.
Just twilight now, the waters glistening.

Squirrels and chipmunks have gone to their beds.
Barn Owls gliding upon whispering wings.
Night animals stir, sleepiness now shed.
Stand at the water, hear the crickets sing.

Return from the fields to sleep for the day
Just at dawn, they cross in the misty haze.

3/2/2021
Breath of Spring Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Regina McIntosh

To Sing Their Praises

I sing to the night sky
  to worlds near and far
to starlight and moonbeams
  wherever they are

I sing to the vast ocean
  to denizens of the deep
to dolphins who communicate
  and lampreys that sleep

I sing to forest and wood
  to the white-tailed deer
who frolic near streams
  'til hunters draw near

I sing to falcon and eagle
  soaring majestically high
then swooping down swiftly
  in the blink of an eye

I sing to the Good Lord
  Who rules above all
Praised be His Great Name
  Sun-up through nightfall

Summer Fruits

Succulent strawberries slide off the vine in front of appreciative robins
The smell of fresh cantaloupe wafts in the warm July Kansas air
White tailed deer have wandered up to eat my juicy yellow apples
Yard alive with fruity fragrances that have replaced May’s lilac aroma. 

Tiny almost indiscernible moon is slipping away, sun glides gently into view. 
Kind neighbor brought me fresh peaches last night, delicious on ice cream. 
Gather thirty stalks of rhubarb, determinedly head toward my raspberry patch. 
There will be fresh cobblers tonight with cinnamon and sugar on the top.

Crow gives me a severe scolding. I have not thrown anything his way yet.
About noon I will throw out a few split open strawberries for the butterflies
A monarch and a dragonfly flit past me. My garden is more alive than ever.
Is that watermelon ripe? Wow! I will collect it on my way back to the porch.

The Oak

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.

An Amazon Adventure

An Amazon Adventure
A Narrative Poem by C Russell

Let’s go, let’s go to the Amazon far,
We’ll catch a boat, won’t need a car!

Let’s see, let’s see the wildlife here,
Jaguar, anteater and white tailed deer.

Let’s travel, let’s travel along the river, too
Down the rapids in our wooden canoe.

Let’s find, let’s find some curious fish,
To see a piranha that is my wish.

Let’s climb, let’s climb the tallest tree,
Then go for a swim with a manatee.

Let’s fly, let’s fly with parrots so high!
Above the leaves all the way to the sky.

Let’s rest, let’s rest under some shady tree,
And watch the White cheeked spider monkey.

Let’s sleep, let’s sleep high up in the canopy,
Next to a giant sloth and his family.

Let’s dream, let’s dream of the flowers so bright,
While a million stars twinkle at night.

A Wooded Trail

I was walking down a wooded trail.
Sunlight filtered in through the trees.
I came across a weathered fence, post and rail.
The fence held a hive of noisy, busy bees.

I looked across an open field.
There stood a beautiful white-tailed deer.
The buck used the bushes as a shield.
I moved a bit, he then ran off in fear.

The trees and bushes were lush and green.
So dense, that there was a hush all around.
I walked on, feeling so serene.
Beautiful and peaceful, this place I have found.

I heard the sound of trickling water nearby.
I looked around and found a natural spring.
It came from the mountains, a fresh water supply.
Nature has given us everything.

The sunlight was beginning to fade.
It was time to leave this special place.
What beauty this day had displayed.
I am leaving with a wistful smile on my face.

Price Winning Rose

Hope


sun at its zenith

prize winning nascent blush rose 

white-tailed deer feasting

8/19/2018

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