Red deer run in snow.
If you blink they will be gone
And the snow, melted.
A shapely escape.
Silhouettes on textured ground,
Nothing in between.
What has startled them,
Reduced them to flattened streaks,
Gifted us this jewel?
Saturday, June 2, 2012
"Running Deer" by Jane Beharrell
Red deer run in snow.
If you blink they will be gone
And the snow, melted.
A shapely escape.
Silhouettes on textured ground,
Nothing in between.
What has startled them,
Reduced them to flattened streaks,
Gifted us this jewel?
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