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I see a deer, by a cold babbling, partly frozen brook, he's taking a quenching needed drink. He looks my way, & gives me a wise, careful long stare, with a curious look, & sweetly wistful wink, I look up to the twilight sky, then he's just... g o n e . . . . In just a single momentary silent blink. I stop a moment, sigh I stop to appreciate, watch & thank him, as I sit on a mossy frozen log, to stop, - to think, I hear a sound, my heart, hitting bottom, as I feel it just.. S I N K G... O... N... E... , A shockingly loud- B L A S T A single gunshot, wound, I'm the one bleeding, Oh no! and now I'm the charge of this leaking, & all of this unholy ink. Cherie Nolan © 2016
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Dec 29, 2016
Dec 29, 2016 at 4:48 PM UTC
"I See A Deer"
I see a deer, by a cold babbling, partly frozen brook, he's taking a quenching needed drink. He looks my way, & gives me a wise, careful long stare, with a curious look, & sweetly wistful wink, I look up to the twilight sky, then he's just... g o n e . . . . In just a single momentary silent blink. I stop a moment, sigh I stop to appreciate, watch & thank him, as I sit on a mossy frozen log, to stop, - to think, I hear a sound, my heart, hitting bottom, as I feel it just.. S I N K G... O... N... E... , A shockingly loud- B L A S T A single gunshot, wound, I'm the one bleeding, Oh no! and now I'm the charge of this leaking, & all of this unholy ink. Cherie Nolan © 2016
Just thinking...saw that once Pleade don't **** for sport we eat what we hunt - always ❤
Moi-Cherie
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Dec 29, 2016
Dec 29, 2016 at 4:48 PM UTC
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