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a young Deer by Kat Livengood
ive run deep into the woods since the loud flash the big noise and the searing pain panic has sent me running so fast ive gone back in time to a day when the leaves were tender and young
Spring Deer foto by Kat Livengood
trees flash past me the ground races beneath me blood pounds in my ears my vision is blurred i am hurt i look up thru the branches and the sky is red the moon hangs low like an yellow acorn i am running in a sleepy dream
the Hunt painting by kelly moore
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i must get home
to the far hill over white oak ridge
where my people are
i stop and look back
is the noise still following me?
how much further is the hill?
where did the others go?
Photo by Kat Livengood
i pause
and lie down
under a pine tree
where the needles are soft & quiet
they will not find me here
i am tired
i become the forest
and drift off
dreaming of eating persimmons
Buck Crossing
photo by Kat Livengood
acorns, scrub oak, pine sap,
ripe persimmons, dead leaves, water
and the faint smell of smoke
scent the cool fall morning air
when i look up thru the trees
i can still faintly see the stars
Going West
painting by kelly moore
the salt lick in the field
is not far from here
people are strange
they feed me
and yet i am terrified of them
what do they want?
Flee
foto by Kat Livengood
i doze off again in a warm moment
awakening to the sound
of dogs barking in the distance
far away but closing quickly
i float off
to a memory of the pond at dusk
cool water
no wind
and low light
a perfect moment
Resting
foto by Kat Livengood
shortly my strength will return
i will catch my breath
and get up from under the pine
and i will find my way home
over the ridge
to the far hill
where i will be safe
at home with my family
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