June 18, 2017
by Frank Hubeny
Three heads of deer hang on the wall
Where diners eat below.
When leaves discolor they will fall.
We age until we go.
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March 22, 2017
by Richard Rensberry, author at QuickTurtle Books® and booksmakebooms.com

Wild Ballet
Today I was witness
to Baryshnikov and Nureyev
in a wild ballet. Such grace!
Such nerve! Such beautiful leaps
as they chased each other
across the meadow stage.
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May 6, 2015
by Venkat

I am a deer
In spotted young fur
But I do not run
I stitch a sweater
For my supper with the lion
On that cold snowy night
When he retires, with a tearful eye
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