PAD 2014 – An Owl in Love with a Deer

Hello everyone;

I did say "haphazardly" participating in the April PAD Challenge. This is why day one is being posted after day two.
Day 1 prompt of "write an optimistic poem"

Not Dead Yet, Me

Is it really such a tragedy
that my sentences are raggedy
words tread together by similarity?
The conversation is still defiantly
expressions of me.

Is it really such a travesty
that I wander aimlessly?
When I can travel through time so easily
…our life history
…a life lived outrageously.

Is it really such a disparity
that I have forgotten the melody
of your name? Still there’s some clarity….
I know the feelings of family
and passions intensity.

Is it really such an indignity
that something once familiar is now a novelty.
Or that simple tasks escape me.
I still dance to life’s jamboree
and sing majestically.

Is it really such a finality
even as I become more absentee?
There is plenty of life in my legacy.
Don’t bother writing my eulogy,
when there’s still time to create a memory.

©2024 Delaina Miller

Day 13

Check it out people I am almost caught up. Soon the date will match the day. Yippeee!

The prompt of the day was to write about an animal or your animal spirit, imaginary points (think Who’s Line is it Anyway) are given to those who write said poem as a sestina. Up for the challenge I did a little research on animal spirits so I could find mine. Or at least a loose idea of what mine might be. As a result a took a quiz and used generalizations from this website. To hear the call of a Great-horned owl click here. I hope you enjoy reading this poem as much as I enjoyed creating it.

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An Owl in Love with a Deer

Oh me, I’m an owl.
I sleep at night so I can follow a deer.
Don’t worry, I still have my insight.
That is how I found her sheltered grace.
There was a spark full of magic
right from the start, my heart had the wisdom

not to hesitate. I’m born with this wisdom
being an owl.
One look and I saw the magic
in her doe eyes and thought: “Hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo dear!”
A thousand winks I would miss, just to see her golden grace.
My feathers all ruffled with the desire she incites.

So lucky I am to have this great insight
this intuitive wisdom
to know change has it’s grace.
The mysteries of life are shown to an owl
just as tenderness and tenacity are known of the deer.
Besides, her eyes cast a spell — magic

it was — truly and indeed magic.
Her agile and vigilant insight,
common of a deer,
gave her the wisdom
that something was a foot with this goofy owl.
But she showed the grace

not to laugh as I swhoo-hoo-hoo-hoon in her grace.
Maybe, just maybe she felt some magic
for this birdbrained Great-horned owl.
We both have the insight
and the wisdom
to know the transitions will be fierce for an owl and her deer.

But what does it matter if an owl loves a deer.
Love is grace
and life is for wisdom.
It is passion and magic
that makes insight
and devotion true for an owl

for me, and even you. Together owl and deer
inspire insight with grace
as they frolic in a world of magic and gentle wisdom.

To read other animal or animal spirit poem visit Poetic Aside.