Morning Visitors

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    Morning Visitors

     I pulled back the blinds
    To let the sun shine through
    What's this I see
    Licking up the morning dew
    A doe and two fawns
    Such a beautiful sight
    These awesome creatures before me
    I freeze so they don't take flight
    The doe watches for predators
    As her babies begin to eat
    Her ears take turns twitching 
    Like the rhythm of her heartbeat
    A sound in the distance
    Let's her know someone is there
    Slowly she nudges her little ones
    And blinks at me as I quietly stare
    Making their way between trees
    She turns back as if to say
    We must hurry home now
    But we'll be back again someday...



    Written by Lisa Robertson
    Copyright August 22, 2009

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    charmlessman2d commented on Morning Visitors

    09-14-2011

    you took me right to that morning. i catch myself staring at pigeons eating bread, or two cats on a sneaky under the car prowl. i'm fascinated by animals in nature just as you. great read. thanks for writing this. very well put together too
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    jyothi commented on Morning Visitors

    11-26-2010

    It's awesome to read and to feel the description of the sight as though we're present there.
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    Nohea517

    11/29/2010

    Thank you for your comment!! Glad you enjoyed it!

    ginga commented on Morning Visitors

    09-22-2009

    nohea, What a lovely sight to see and deer are so mesmerizing to watch. ginga
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    laydbak1 commented on Morning Visitors

    09-01-2009

    Awe, this is a very quaint and feel good little piece... It's not hard to conjure the imagery here.... I've seen it many times and it always so pristine and kind of innocent when deer magically appear in the quiet moments of sunrise and move into the open to browse around, then just as suddenly, slip back into their protective forest and brush... Good write...
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    poetrybuff commented on Morning Visitors

    08-23-2009

    I really enjoyed this. Beautiful imagery, and I loved that the doe was thanking you for not disturbing her young.
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    Nohea517

    08/29/2009

    Thank you for your comment! I'm glad you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing about such beautiful animals.

    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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