Heads Locked

Deer are on the move, rutting in our back woods, and elsewhere, though I haven’t managed to get photos of them in action …

HEADS LOCKED

I came into the room                        
to get a book but
movement on the patio
stopped me

two young bucks
head to head
antlers locked
swaying back  forth

unhooked   stood back
focussed forward

tangled   stumbled
fought  lurched
in battle
while leaves fell
from the maple tree

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my scans - after 18 112 coverTo Bethlehem: ‘This little book is delightful, full of … poems on this timeless subject. … the most fun is the little prose vignettes of the common people in the Christ-child story. The slave who looks after the wise men’s camels, or the overworked maid at the inn who has to fetch water for the birth, and many more. A lovely gift for the reader on your Christmas list!’ Rosalind Adams. Available from Amazon and Kindle.

About Joanna M. Weston

Born in England, she lives in British Columbia. She is married with three sons, Joanna has an MA from the University of British Columbia. She has published in numerous anthologies and in magazines in Canada, the US, UK, and New Zealand, such as Canadian Women's Studies, Convolvus, Endless Mountains Review, Grain, Green's Magazine, Prairie Fire, Spin, Wascana Review, CBC Gallery, and many more...
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2 Responses to Heads Locked

  1. Francine Wallace says:

    I hope that the only deer to visit our yard in 6 years will do that again some day. Even though my flowers were being eaten and I had a new garden. Our neighbor who did find the deer in his garden one morning, and very noisily chased it away, and the noise associated with the construction going on on the T.-C. near us kept the deer away. I have seen a lot of deers in my life in Nova Scotia, but the deer looking me in the eye via my kitchen window one morning is a picture I will never forget. Nature? Yes!

  2. I enjoy the deer too, though if they munch on too much I bark at them:-)))

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