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Deer eyes see the hare dancers
a-leaping midst winter frosts,
whiskers trembling, hearts pounding,
dancing ...
boxing ...
Fire and Ice.
Deer eyes see dew diamonds
a-dancing in the sun's first smile,
reflecting the blush of virgin dawn,
pink ...
silver ...
A-quivering sweet upon the senses.
Deer eyes see woody thickets
sun dappled, warm and heavy,
sleepy with the woozy lullaby of bees,
green ...
gold ...
Barred with shadows of dreams.
Deer eyes see starlight's
the moon bright, silken, velvet night,
their world of secrets,
gifted ...
shared ...
but only with the nightingale.
Deer eyes see shadows
alive with steamy breath,
flitting through the undergrowth,
alarmed ...
leaping ...
fleet footed they flee ... the bright-eyed deer.
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Dedicated with my wholehearted Thanks to Dr Kamran Qureshi, the man who saved my sight.
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WOOD POETRY
PoetryA collection of poetry inspired by a life in an English wood. Meet the animals and birds. Experience the seasons. Enjoy the sunshine, the rain, the mist and the snow.
