I saw her stand
exposed and timid
nervous, shivering
in the leafy sun
a dappled beauty
suddenly shy
I saw him stand
proud and sure
brash, potent
in the cool shade
a young pretender
suddenly hesitant
I heard them come
angry and loud
fast, rushing
through the heat
the older lads
suddenly here
I saw his doubt
alone and fearful
ready, poised
by the wood edge
a young stag
suddenly doubting
<Deleted User> (13762)
Sat 19th May 2018 08:41
I can't help but think of a young me standing in a corner of the disco summoning up the courage to go ask the dappled beauty under the mirrorball for a dance whilst all around her the older boys are sweating testosterone and vying for attention like the dancefloor is a rutting field. Great poem Chris. All the best, Col.
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Chris Armstrong
Sat 19th May 2018 09:54
Pleased that it worked on the two levels - deer and us!