The Best of Times

By Richard L. Provencher

Thu, 14 Dec 2023
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Silent as ghostly

silhouettes

deer nibble at a terrain

of plenteous grass-

 

hurry-hurry

Winter’s coming.

 

This grass won’t last

under a field of

newly fallen flakes.

 

 

Certificate U
Poem
Enter the Meadow
Nature

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Submitted by Richard L. Prov... on

 

Richard L. Provencher

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

or they won't be able to reach it! Rhiannon

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

I agree with Jacques, those deer always manage to survive even the harshest of winters.

You've painted a beautiful nature moment caught in time with your words Richard.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by Tom Brown on

Poor defenceless deer. A shot fires from the blue the deer falls. Never done anyone any harm all was just being there and at the right time. Excecuted. Bang.

 

Submitted by Nolan on

Minding it's own business bothering no-one. Peaceful. Bang!!

Sickening.