Bicycling by I spot you gentle,
Beautiful deer.
You see me. Startled
You lope
Effortlessly over
Tall grasses,
Fluffy white tail flicks, a soft baton
Conducting an orchestra
Of wildflowers.
You suddenly stop,
Turn around and look.
Yes. I’m still here breathing
In your reddish-tan body
Huge brown eyes, nose,
Elfin ears.
You, sweetheart, have nothing to
Fear from me as my heart radiates
Awe. My feet anchored still.
How easy to hide, not remain
Hidden in the tall grasses
Wild, open field
Lined by the road with
Overgrown big leafed green plants
Partially masking barbed wire.
You keep seeking escape
As you turn away.
Can your body leap over the
Human made twisted steel,
Marking land meant for all Love’s
Creatures?
Am I on the other side feeling
Fenced in?
Are you showing me weightless
Soul emancipation as you float
Through the air?
You are not ever trapped for fluid
Movement is yours
Gentle, beautiful doe, a deer,
A female dear,
Daring to live free.
Outstandingly beautiful words, Laura. Life can be fenced in by misguided human intention ; the heart and sound yearning for escape from behind seemingly human barriers.
Deer are the most wonderful of Mother Nature’s gifts. So gentle and elegant. Born free. An infinity of sheer beauty. I love Nature as you do, Laura. This poem had a special feeling in my heart. Bless you for sharing.
Oh, thank you so much, Simon. I have loved the deer my whole life. I’m not surprised we share this joy for the natural world and the lovely , amazing creatures that enrich our lives with their gentleness. I appreciate your beautiful words of praise for the deer and the words in this poem. They touch my heart. Grateful for you.
So very beautiful, they are so graceful when they run. I love to watch them. So sad when one gets hit by a car.
Loved your poem.
Thank you so much, Eva. Yes! They are so graceful. I’m so happy to know you love the deer too-to watch them run. I weep when I see the ones hit by a car… I’m grateful to know you enjoyed this poem and watching the deer run!