The Deer at the Railway

       (a poem – by Sha’Tara)

She stood still as a rock
beside the tall railway fence,
her shiny brown coat sleek
in the harsh noonday sun.
Her ears moved, twice:
she tossed her head,
snorted once,
leapt over the fence
followed by her two fawns
who jumped after her
with such effortlessness
you could sense the invisible hand
that picked them up
and tossed them over.

All three passed the dappled greens
at the edge of the woods
melting like Tolkien elves
into their sylvan underworlds.
Of their passage,
no trace remained.

The goldenrod along the fence
tossed gently but insistently
in the rising breeze.
Along the bright-lit rails
down the line

the faint chitting
of a savanna sparrow
expressed fully
nature’s contentment. 



20 thoughts on “The Deer at the Railway

  1. Phil Huston

    “you could sense the invisible hand
    that picked them up
    and tossed them over”

    The same hand that keeps birds agile in the wind and cats in sunny windows. Some things know where they belong and how to be. More importantly, they know when to let the hand take over and float. Cool. Nice to have you back.


  2. Regis Auffray

    After a day and a half of no phones nor internet connection (and no power yesterday), I am happy to get back “on the bus of technological communication.” This is totally my kind of poetry; your images awaken thoughts, emotions, memories, and hope that there is still loveliness in this world. Thank you for sharing, Sha’Tara.


    1. Sha'Tara Post author

      Thanks Roger, my alter ego thanks you. Enjoy (way past now, I suppose) your cuppa, and I’ll enjoy my coupla sips of coffee… then, oh groan, it’s exercise time again… Join me for chin ups and deep knee bends? Maybe a romp in the snow… naked? 🙂

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      1. Woebegone but Hopeful

        Err… I’ll settle for tea. Anything else is like hard work- look at me like 2 days behind in replying.


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