Monday, January 28, 2013


A stag leapt out
in front of me

while I was on
my morning run.

He seemed surprised to see me there,
grimly plodding along.

I tried to count his antlers
as he nimbly took the hill,

picturing (tragically!) his majesty
mounted on a wall somewhere.

He half-eyed the pains I took
to stay upright on a skating rink,

then shook his head,
stamped a hoof

and I swear,
that prince laughed at me.


the walking man said...

I have never been able to ascribe human attributes to animals (the other way round is so simple) but in this case, yes I would have to say that Big Buck was checking you out and laughing at you for not being able to do what he effortlessly accomplishes.

Charles Gramlich said...

It is good at times if we can amuse nature!

Sarah Hina said...

Mark--and for having the gall to worry about HIM.

Charles, I think it must be so.

strugglingwriter said...

Love it (as always).

Such a morning run sounds lovely.


Sarah Hina said...

He was the best part of that run, that's for sure. Thanks, Paul.

Aniket Thakkar said...

Oh, so you saw my Patronus?

He's a charmer, isn't he? :)