I saw it. And it was nothing like i had ever seen before. Its eyes. They looked right at me. Its feet. It ran right toward me. Its heart ,and mine, i knew were beat fiercly as i stroked her chin. Had i ever had a moment like this with and actual being other than the sky. No. I always wonder why.
i love deer! we see them hiking and driving a lot. although i’ve never seen the movie bambi. doesn’t the mom die in the end? i don’t think deer deserve that. i heard that they relocated a lot of deer in ohio nature preserves cause they were going extinct 50 years ago or so. that’s too bad. there’s plenty now.
Margaret
The deer in the woods stared deep into the bramble. a Sense of anxiety over came it. SNAP. A twig crunched in the distance. It was no longer diegos head that was playing tricks on him. He was being followed. The time came when he would have to stop relying on his friends to save him and fend for himself. His antlers weren’t like the others though, they were large and unwieldly. Like a dull claymore. He saw a pair of eyes staring out of the brush at him. The chase was on.
With a clatter of hooves Diego was off through the forest. The trees nothing but a blur as he sped through their reaching arms. He heard the predator closing in, was it finally time for diego to meet his demise. Then he was in the air. The ground had dissapeared from beneath him. Diego looked down and saw nothing but blackness. The air began rushing past him as he plummeted towards the inky blackness. He heard the crashing of waves as he drew closer. Moments later he was submersed deep in water, trying to suck in air, but getting nothing but freezing, choking water. The river was rushing at unimaginable speeds, it carried him down into the darkness, rocks crushing against his back. Stray logs hitting him in the face. He cough and spluttered as his head finally broke through to the surface. Sweet sweet air never tasted so good. It was like the first sip of ice tea early in the morning. Diego saw that he was in a dark tunnel, the walls perfectly carved. This wasn’t a natural cave he though to himself as he did his best to paddle along with the current.
As he drifted further down the tunnel, a speck of light appeared at the other end. It grew larger as he approached it. A slight humming noise was emmanating from it. As if it was alive. Diego began to fear this light. He started paddling in the other direction, wanting nothing to do with this light, this all consuming brightness. It was no use however.
Suddenly the world around him was gone and he was drifting away. As he did so he felt his bones melting and twisting and crunching. It was worse then that time he was caught in the bear trap. Finally he crashed onto shore. He must have come out the other side of the tunnel, but he was no longer in the forest he knew and treasured.
He was on a beach.
mike thompson
The deer stopped into the moonliit clearing, freezing for a moment, nostils flaring in fear. The overwhelming scent of predator pervaded the grove. A low growl sounded.
Kat
a deer in the white forest drops its head sifting through the silent snow for its key. every time it leaves the forest it tries to find a new reason to venture beyond the willow tree.
Liz
i saw a deer the other day , it reminded me of time spent at camp with my friends when i was little. i miss those people and the time spent in the nature. we seem so far from true beauty now, living out lives that are about money and prosperity.
KLJ
deer drive me crazy! i try to drive at night and they always show up to scare me just about to death. but every time i see them theyre still so impressive. its ridiculous. freakin amazing
adam nolan
deers are cool. there is a deer in bambi. deer are brown and have white spots. deer eat grass. deer are in the movie twilight. deer are an animal. i like deer.
rena
A deer is a majestic animal. Thin, sleek and quick. With shining eyes. Deer in the headlights. Afraid of humans. Hunted, but they should not be. Bambi. Beauty. Lovely.
Jacqueline
Headlights on an empty, winter highway. Snow slices the light. Eyes glow on the edges on the road, where deer timidly linger.
deer, simplistic, will make you think of nature and it’s fragility. a form of innocence such as a “deer in headlights” but also coupled with strength and virility (a buck)
john v
christmas. cakes. holidays. family. i like deers. white. snow. angels in the snow. i like angles in the snow.
deers. santa claus. ice.
Marina
did you know that deer die of starvation? their teeth rot and they aren’t able to eat anymore..it’s probably more humane to hunt them. (in my own opinion at least) They are really cute too, i see them all the time running in the fields by my house..adorable!
kate
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Gloria
My friend was asking what sprite animal he may be and i said i think you are a deer. odd that this word popped up because we talked about this last night.
clay alton symes
Deer are always thought of as graceful, powerful animals. Sprinting through the woods like lightning, they are freedom.
But the doe is always innocence. Small girl holding her mother’s hand, a young girl.
The buck is power, might.
One thing holds so many different images.
I was almost run over by a deer. When the car alarm went off i first thought it was a limb, and then a person run over by a car, and then the deer. Oh yeah, it was running straight towards me. That was one of the most scary experiences of my life: knowing that it probably wouldn’t hit me but if it did it would REALLY HURT. Deer in the Headlights by Owl city is my favorite music video.
i already wrote about this but okay, i guess i will do it again. haha, there. I wrote about it, didn’t i? Damn, i still have more time. give me a different word already. i want to just wait for the time to be up, but it said to keep writing.
sabrina
Deer is my word. A deer is an animal that usually represents gentleness, and serenity. A deer is very docile, and easily scared. I always picture a deer being chased by a lion or a large animal through a grassy field in Africa.
Gloria
Dear me…what can I be….what am I to do with deer me…there is a deer sitting outside my window I can’t get out to the car and go to the store because that deer is looking at me as if it knows exactly what I have done but I need to go to the store so that everything looks alright that no one expects what I did….dear me…or rather deer me.
Sharnell Blevins
The deer , a graceful long necked mammal that i see now laying on the side of the street. Deer, is a natural beauty of the forest, yet why do they wander on the road??i dont know. Blood streaming down there neck as there glass eyes stare into my soul.
Sasha
Deer. Bambi. I never watched the whole movie. No lie. Dear, deer, dear, deer, dear, deer, dear. Running through the forest with timid and quick feet.
the deer crossed the road and saw a truck’s lights. the lights were very bright so the truck driver definitely saw the deer as well. the deer died. the truck driver felt bad.
sabrina
One time I saw a deer in the headlights. It was just standing there. Then I started to slow down. But the steering wheel started to get out of control as the car was trying to make a stop, but couldn’t. Before I knew it there was a loud thud and the car was coming to an abrupt stop. I had hit this innocent creature. sitting there as a simple deer in the headlights.
honey
Bambi
we’ve all seen the movie and know that it’s sad but i don’t remember anything in between
i should probably watch it
but then i’ll cry
emily
deer are alot like people. bambi. headlights. automobiles. henryford. michigan. lakes. sailing. boats. white squal. shitty 90s movies. waterworld. kevin kostner. not such a shitty movie after all. global warming.
yakobito
There’s a deer in the clearing. It keeps staring to the right. As I look to see what the deer could be looking at, I notice a little caterpillar on my arm.
deers are things in the forest that live there and eat grass and stuff for no reason but to live. Why do they do this? I told you…they want to live. And they have antlers if they’re dudes…. yeah…and baby fawns if they’re…not dudes c: Informitive right?
Coyote
Thsi creature is a common best, depriving many animals of food like berries and such because they eat as if they are dogs, to top it off they do a horrible detailing job on your car!
daniel
The deer is beautiful
The deer runs free
The deer cannot be tamed, it’s flame
Has yet to burn out loud for see
It’s gentle nature is not to keep
It runs and runs with leaps of power
Power that runs and runs
Beautiful to the eye
When the deer passes by
Jade
Deer are absolutely beautiful and an interesting species. They are rare to find, however when found, very complex yet graceful. More than often a deer is found in the road, which is very unfortunate. However only few people are blessed with the opportunity to find a deer at its natural surroundings.
Halle
I have a deer in my house. Actually I don’t but I really like deers. They make me afraid though because one time when I was little my mom ran over a deer and the guts were everywhere. And before that my dad had ran one over. Same day! The car survived. Deers are weird. Texadermy (sp) deers scare me. I once fed a deer. Deer deer deer. Dear future spouse, how are you? I’m doing well.
Alex
Someone told me once that I look reminded them of a deer. I’d like to think they were talking about my big brown eyes. But who knows, maybe they thought I liked leaping out into the road.
Deers are peaceful creatures. Wandering aimlessly among misty forests along the trees and shrubs, deers are beautiful creatures that are depicted as harmless and glorious. Adorable and wobbly, some deer tend to grasp grass and eat it.
Mamta Kothari
caught, stop, standing
askew over water over lakes over roads
thoughts branching out and ripping from my head
eyes wide and clutching
don’t don’t don’t don’t
A deer lives in the woods. It eats leaves every day of it’s life. It loves the grass. The grass makes it strong so it can run and find a mate. It has a baby that carries on the race of the deer.
Anna
The deer stood in the middle of the road. It was my first time driving on my own, so I freaked out. But I was going pretty slow anyway, so I had plenty of time to stop. The deer just stood there, staring at me. For a second I wondered if it was fake, never mind why a fake deer would be in the middle of the road.
Katie
I see her, sitting there, in the clearing. Her long brunette hair, gleaming in the sunlight. She is nature, and in my life, very dear to me. It pains me, that when the moon hits the sky, and the earth darkens, she’ll be lost to me, lost to me for another year. Once a year, I spend my time with my deer, wishing she was anything but.
dear deer why are you so prancy do you just up and decided that you are going to roam these grasslands forever or are you going to oneday stop and think what the hell am i doing here, i have the power to stp cars. oh well…
johanna
I feel bad for deer. They are such gentle and tender creatures that are constantly looked at as “game” or a “prize” to be won. They are shot down for fun and I think it’s cruel!
I saw it. And it was nothing like i had ever seen before. Its eyes. They looked right at me. Its feet. It ran right toward me. Its heart ,and mine, i knew were beat fiercly as i stroked her chin. Had i ever had a moment like this with and actual being other than the sky. No. I always wonder why.
i love deer! we see them hiking and driving a lot. although i’ve never seen the movie bambi. doesn’t the mom die in the end? i don’t think deer deserve that. i heard that they relocated a lot of deer in ohio nature preserves cause they were going extinct 50 years ago or so. that’s too bad. there’s plenty now.
The deer in the woods stared deep into the bramble. a Sense of anxiety over came it. SNAP. A twig crunched in the distance. It was no longer diegos head that was playing tricks on him. He was being followed. The time came when he would have to stop relying on his friends to save him and fend for himself. His antlers weren’t like the others though, they were large and unwieldly. Like a dull claymore. He saw a pair of eyes staring out of the brush at him. The chase was on.
With a clatter of hooves Diego was off through the forest. The trees nothing but a blur as he sped through their reaching arms. He heard the predator closing in, was it finally time for diego to meet his demise. Then he was in the air. The ground had dissapeared from beneath him. Diego looked down and saw nothing but blackness. The air began rushing past him as he plummeted towards the inky blackness. He heard the crashing of waves as he drew closer. Moments later he was submersed deep in water, trying to suck in air, but getting nothing but freezing, choking water. The river was rushing at unimaginable speeds, it carried him down into the darkness, rocks crushing against his back. Stray logs hitting him in the face. He cough and spluttered as his head finally broke through to the surface. Sweet sweet air never tasted so good. It was like the first sip of ice tea early in the morning. Diego saw that he was in a dark tunnel, the walls perfectly carved. This wasn’t a natural cave he though to himself as he did his best to paddle along with the current.
As he drifted further down the tunnel, a speck of light appeared at the other end. It grew larger as he approached it. A slight humming noise was emmanating from it. As if it was alive. Diego began to fear this light. He started paddling in the other direction, wanting nothing to do with this light, this all consuming brightness. It was no use however.
Suddenly the world around him was gone and he was drifting away. As he did so he felt his bones melting and twisting and crunching. It was worse then that time he was caught in the bear trap. Finally he crashed onto shore. He must have come out the other side of the tunnel, but he was no longer in the forest he knew and treasured.
He was on a beach.
The deer stopped into the moonliit clearing, freezing for a moment, nostils flaring in fear. The overwhelming scent of predator pervaded the grove. A low growl sounded.
a deer in the white forest drops its head sifting through the silent snow for its key. every time it leaves the forest it tries to find a new reason to venture beyond the willow tree.
i saw a deer the other day , it reminded me of time spent at camp with my friends when i was little. i miss those people and the time spent in the nature. we seem so far from true beauty now, living out lives that are about money and prosperity.
deer drive me crazy! i try to drive at night and they always show up to scare me just about to death. but every time i see them theyre still so impressive. its ridiculous. freakin amazing
deers are cool. there is a deer in bambi. deer are brown and have white spots. deer eat grass. deer are in the movie twilight. deer are an animal. i like deer.
A deer is a majestic animal. Thin, sleek and quick. With shining eyes. Deer in the headlights. Afraid of humans. Hunted, but they should not be. Bambi. Beauty. Lovely.
Headlights on an empty, winter highway. Snow slices the light. Eyes glow on the edges on the road, where deer timidly linger.
deer, simplistic, will make you think of nature and it’s fragility. a form of innocence such as a “deer in headlights” but also coupled with strength and virility (a buck)
christmas. cakes. holidays. family. i like deers. white. snow. angels in the snow. i like angles in the snow.
deers. santa claus. ice.
did you know that deer die of starvation? their teeth rot and they aren’t able to eat anymore..it’s probably more humane to hunt them. (in my own opinion at least) They are really cute too, i see them all the time running in the fields by my house..adorable!
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My friend was asking what sprite animal he may be and i said i think you are a deer. odd that this word popped up because we talked about this last night.
Deer are always thought of as graceful, powerful animals. Sprinting through the woods like lightning, they are freedom.
But the doe is always innocence. Small girl holding her mother’s hand, a young girl.
The buck is power, might.
One thing holds so many different images.
I was almost run over by a deer. When the car alarm went off i first thought it was a limb, and then a person run over by a car, and then the deer. Oh yeah, it was running straight towards me. That was one of the most scary experiences of my life: knowing that it probably wouldn’t hit me but if it did it would REALLY HURT. Deer in the Headlights by Owl city is my favorite music video.
i already wrote about this but okay, i guess i will do it again. haha, there. I wrote about it, didn’t i? Damn, i still have more time. give me a different word already. i want to just wait for the time to be up, but it said to keep writing.
Deer is my word. A deer is an animal that usually represents gentleness, and serenity. A deer is very docile, and easily scared. I always picture a deer being chased by a lion or a large animal through a grassy field in Africa.
Dear me…what can I be….what am I to do with deer me…there is a deer sitting outside my window I can’t get out to the car and go to the store because that deer is looking at me as if it knows exactly what I have done but I need to go to the store so that everything looks alright that no one expects what I did….dear me…or rather deer me.
The deer , a graceful long necked mammal that i see now laying on the side of the street. Deer, is a natural beauty of the forest, yet why do they wander on the road??i dont know. Blood streaming down there neck as there glass eyes stare into my soul.
Deer. Bambi. I never watched the whole movie. No lie. Dear, deer, dear, deer, dear, deer, dear. Running through the forest with timid and quick feet.
the deer crossed the road and saw a truck’s lights. the lights were very bright so the truck driver definitely saw the deer as well. the deer died. the truck driver felt bad.
One time I saw a deer in the headlights. It was just standing there. Then I started to slow down. But the steering wheel started to get out of control as the car was trying to make a stop, but couldn’t. Before I knew it there was a loud thud and the car was coming to an abrupt stop. I had hit this innocent creature. sitting there as a simple deer in the headlights.
Bambi
we’ve all seen the movie and know that it’s sad but i don’t remember anything in between
i should probably watch it
but then i’ll cry
deer are alot like people. bambi. headlights. automobiles. henryford. michigan. lakes. sailing. boats. white squal. shitty 90s movies. waterworld. kevin kostner. not such a shitty movie after all. global warming.
There’s a deer in the clearing. It keeps staring to the right. As I look to see what the deer could be looking at, I notice a little caterpillar on my arm.
deers are things in the forest that live there and eat grass and stuff for no reason but to live. Why do they do this? I told you…they want to live. And they have antlers if they’re dudes…. yeah…and baby fawns if they’re…not dudes c: Informitive right?
Thsi creature is a common best, depriving many animals of food like berries and such because they eat as if they are dogs, to top it off they do a horrible detailing job on your car!
The deer is beautiful
The deer runs free
The deer cannot be tamed, it’s flame
Has yet to burn out loud for see
It’s gentle nature is not to keep
It runs and runs with leaps of power
Power that runs and runs
Beautiful to the eye
When the deer passes by
Deer are absolutely beautiful and an interesting species. They are rare to find, however when found, very complex yet graceful. More than often a deer is found in the road, which is very unfortunate. However only few people are blessed with the opportunity to find a deer at its natural surroundings.
I have a deer in my house. Actually I don’t but I really like deers. They make me afraid though because one time when I was little my mom ran over a deer and the guts were everywhere. And before that my dad had ran one over. Same day! The car survived. Deers are weird. Texadermy (sp) deers scare me. I once fed a deer. Deer deer deer. Dear future spouse, how are you? I’m doing well.
Someone told me once that I look reminded them of a deer. I’d like to think they were talking about my big brown eyes. But who knows, maybe they thought I liked leaping out into the road.
Deers are peaceful creatures. Wandering aimlessly among misty forests along the trees and shrubs, deers are beautiful creatures that are depicted as harmless and glorious. Adorable and wobbly, some deer tend to grasp grass and eat it.
caught, stop, standing
askew over water over lakes over roads
thoughts branching out and ripping from my head
eyes wide and clutching
don’t don’t don’t don’t
quietly dash away
A deer lives in the woods. It eats leaves every day of it’s life. It loves the grass. The grass makes it strong so it can run and find a mate. It has a baby that carries on the race of the deer.
The deer stood in the middle of the road. It was my first time driving on my own, so I freaked out. But I was going pretty slow anyway, so I had plenty of time to stop. The deer just stood there, staring at me. For a second I wondered if it was fake, never mind why a fake deer would be in the middle of the road.
I see her, sitting there, in the clearing. Her long brunette hair, gleaming in the sunlight. She is nature, and in my life, very dear to me. It pains me, that when the moon hits the sky, and the earth darkens, she’ll be lost to me, lost to me for another year. Once a year, I spend my time with my deer, wishing she was anything but.
dear deer why are you so prancy do you just up and decided that you are going to roam these grasslands forever or are you going to oneday stop and think what the hell am i doing here, i have the power to stp cars. oh well…
I feel bad for deer. They are such gentle and tender creatures that are constantly looked at as “game” or a “prize” to be won. They are shot down for fun and I think it’s cruel!