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brighteyes324
Laura Shannon
United States, PA, Bedford

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Morning Coffee

It passes on the edge of my vision
A shadowy figure in the early dawn
Silently, slowly cautiously

I wonder if it senses my presence
As I gaze upon its beauty
In quiet amazement once again

Its movement ceases abruptly
Limbs tensed for flight
Ears forward and eyes alert

A snort, a flick of a tail
Then relaxing as before
Deciding the threat is a false one

The sunrise I am here to behold
Becomes the enemy, as red tinges the sky
I know this time has ended

This time its head turns towards me
It takes my measure, recognizing me
For what I am, human

No tensing and waiting this time
With unbelievable grace and swiftness
It returns from whence it came

I am better for this brief respite
Released for a moment
Far away from worries of past, present and future

Red, gold, orange and purple
Fill the velvety dark sky
I sigh at the wonderment of it all

I smile and rise up at last
To face the day with renewed hope
Having shared morning coffee with the majestic buck

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ViolettePen Comment by: ViolettePen - 2007-07-25 18:32
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This was superb. I definitely felt as peace, just as the narrator did, with the time of day as well as with nature. And I liked how you put the deer in there as well (I just saw two tonight in my backyard!). If I had to pick a favorite stanza... I'd have to say the last paragraph as well as this one (third from the bottom):

I am better for this brief respite
Released for a moment
Far away from worries of past, present and future
corporatedropout Comment by: corporatedropout - 2007-07-23 15:18
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Very well done Laura. You have captured the memory of the winter bucks I remember grazing on dear pellet right outside the bay window of my aunt's white mountain home. Isn't that the bridge were literary magic happens; when your readers say "oh I remember that".
Anne Comment by: Anne - 2007-07-05 05:47
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Lovely poem . Very well written and has great imagery and flow to it. I could capture all the colours of the velvety dark sky.

well done Laura thanks for sharing

Anne
mikej163 Comment by: mikej163 - 2007-07-04 23:45
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I know you won't believe this, but I agree with both Debra and ymh! Good job.
ymh99 Comment by: ymh99 - 2007-07-04 10:36
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Laura, I loved this! I could just picture the colors of the sunrise, and the "majestic buck!" Very good.
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