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Title: "Ambush Trail"
Post by: Wannabe1 on May 07, 2013, 03:31:00 PM

"Ambush Trail"

On soft pine needles I sat not deep
Betraying my presence not a single peep
From a bird or squirrel, that love to play
In boughs and limbs beneath a sky of gray

Evening’s hour is all around
Softening all the green and brown
A gentle breeze upon my face
As my heart quickens and begins to race

Fingers put tension on the string
In anticipation of a shaft to fling
For on the trail ahead, there did appear
Forked horns on a blacktail deer

But, the shot was a miss I'm sad to say
No venison to be had this ending day
Wrecked by the fever we know so well
As I sat beside my ambush trail


TW

Title: Re: "Ambush Trail"
Post by: Wannabe1 on May 08, 2013, 03:01:00 PM

ttt

Title: Re: "Ambush Trail"
Post by: Robertfishes on May 08, 2013, 08:07:00 PM

Cool poem, I think most of us have had that feeling too

Title: Re: "Ambush Trail"
Post by: ARCHER2 on May 09, 2013, 12:40:00 PM

I like that, nice!

Title: Re: "Ambush Trail"
Post by: Mark Baker on May 09, 2013, 04:06:00 PM

:thumbsup:

Title: Re: "Ambush Trail"
Post by: Wannabe1 on August 03, 2013, 07:05:00 PM

Thought I'd bring this one back around.   :)

Title: Re: "Ambush Trail"
Post by: Rob W. on August 03, 2013, 07:07:00 PM

Very nice.

Title: Re: "Ambush Trail"
Post by: on August 03, 2013, 11:16:00 PM

I have not seen you post one of these in a while.

Keep them coming. I have not read one yet that I did not think was top notch.

Bisch

Title: Re: "Ambush Trail"
Post by: Kingsnake on August 04, 2013, 07:12:00 AM

Good Stuff!     :thumbsup:

Kingsnake

Title: Re: "Ambush Trail"
Post by: Rob W. on August 04, 2013, 08:51:00 AM

What's up with the other poem being closed?