Thursday, 19 January 2012

I shall Miss Him

I shall miss him.

I have to leave his place of  belonging and
hope that he returns when I do.

His magnificent aura; his piercing gaze; his arrogance;
I admire every inch of this magnificent creature
and when he turns his head and gives
a slight shake of symmetrical antlers
I feel a shudder of privilege and oneness.

I know that he sees me.


  1. I think I left a reply in the wrong place. So a STAG how brilliant lucky you.

  2. cuby poet: Yes, I'm very lucky. I often see stags (and hinds) when I'm going to and from work. They are beautiful creatures. I never take sightings for granted.