My Children as this Autumn UnfoldsA Poem by Carla, A Branch of the VineMy Children as this Autumn Unfolds
Graceful Doe dignified and cautious impatient of folly and sure of step, Looks out across the valley choosing between wheat and chaff as certain of her choices as the sky is blue. Others watch her, curious but not too close unless she bids and they are honored. Now she lays in a half circle prepared and gracefully waiting protected and fullfilled at peace with child.
Enters So Sweet Mama Two Bambi's friend from years ago smelling roses serving tea and singing. She wins the ribbons at the county fairs accepting sweetly, blushing everyone cheers and brings cookies to the picnic. Children gather 'round her dancing, gaming bidding privaledge until she growls. Now she gathers stores up for winter lays out the comforts to settle in with.
And Running Deer stands tall upon the threshhold laughing at the error of man's ways a pun here, sarcasm there amused and amusing. The pack gathers for his tales of color of worldly wanderings for his great strides carry him far. "Did you know?," he asks bcause he must share all the bits of wisdom he's accrued and all that he's devised. And now, as wounds heal he runs against the wind smiling, head high, forward we watch amazed.
So where is So Dog Gone Cute this evening? Asks So Sweet Mama as she wrings her paws I cannot keep up with him at all now then, "Boo," from out of nowhere, here he is. We hold our breath and then relax but only so far and then, again, surprise, he grows some more. Still, make no earthly err about it as surely as he'll scare you half to death he would face the force for you as surely and might allow a moment to catch breath. Now, he sneaks around the forest undetected watching packs of bucks becoming and as he tries his own stride we watch in prayer. © 2012 Carla, A Branch of the Vine |
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1 Review Added on September 23, 2012 Last Updated on September 23, 2012 AuthorCarla, A Branch of the VineSt. Augustine, FLAboutI am a 55 year old woman living in St. Augustine, Florida. I am at a place in my life where I can finally pursue my passion for writing. more.. |