“My dear deer,” the old woman crooned. “Where is your mother? Why are you out here all on your own? It’s far too late in the night, and you are far too deep in the woods. I can barely see light between the trees, they are so thick here. Then again, what am I doing here? I have no better reason that you could possibly have.”
Kendra
The deer ran out in front of the car, and just stood there, paralyzed by the headlights. I swerved to avoid him and he scampered across the lane into the brush on the other side of the street, Im not sure why that happened, maybe to jolt me back to reality.
Miss sia
deer, dear, dear to me. you stand, magnificent before me, taunting me with your peaceful stance, reminding me to breath, and watch and love. deer me.
r potts
There were five of them by the pond that night, standing in the wet grass under the yellow streetlight. They were like a dream, concealed slightly in the mist that flowed from between the bare trees.
I wish that it had been a dream.
r.a.
what a beautiful creature you were as you lay there dead in the road
boston
wear
boston
A garden trampled, eaten — these were the terms of endeerment.
puki
live in the woods and currently have a population problem. If people would accept that wolves are higher on the food chain and let them back in to the forest, we might not have such a huge deer problem. I do like to see the deer in my neighborhood though. They make me happy.
eli
Ron saw the silver deer away in the deep and dark forest : it glows strangely, as if it’s were an angel. Ron’s feet followed it, although the boy was scared…
gwezheneg
I saw the deer in the car lights. Her beautiful face was wet with rain. I slowed down and watched as she danced across the road. I am happy that I slowed down because I could have hit her.
Jeanette
There are deer out in the forest, running around, being deer, jumping up and down and over top of logs and running away from wolves and doing exactly what they do. It would be nice to be a deer, because they just live. They don’t fill out forms or wake up to a beeping noise earlier than they’d like. Everything is always on for a deer. They are always infinite.
ryan
the lion was coming and the deer was running from his life. peter was seeing it from a distance and realized that how the powerful is after the weak.
meher
The deer were high tailing it out of there as fast as possible. My old clunker of a Buick never stood a chance against forest and stone. But M. says da expects us to carry a shotgun and shoot the damned things next time. A fecking menace, they are, after all. So what’s the harm in a little inter-city sport?
Torrin
deer, my dear. why are you so beautiful? here in the pale moonlight. why is it that, only now, do i see the frame of your body? now that you are gone
BaroqueEcstasy
The long way home turned out to be a dark, uneven, unpaven path through the woods. Ugh! The fog kept my headlights close to my grill and on the third turn a pair of deer eyes flickered up ahead. In that second I could have sworn one of them winked before the collision…
Johnny
Out of the corner of his eye, he watched the deer feeding along side the road, slowing his truck as they collectively raised their heads and bolted right in front of him so that he had to slam his brakes to the floor, avoiding the collision by mere inches.
gino
a deer is an animal which has four legs and beautiful spots all over it. It is generally brown in colour and has nice antennas. They are known for their gentle behaviour and they are very fast animals. A woman’s eyes are often compared to a deer’s eyes to poetically describe how beautiful they are.
Minu
The deer ran through the back yard and down the hill. I love to watch young deer foraging. They are quite beautiful and graceful. The babies have cute little faces.
Nancy*
There is no such thing as being hit by a deer (in your car). They hit you.
Caleb Blount
deer are a species which only want water. Apparently that is the only thing that is commonly associated with them. Bambi, a movie I’ve never seen, is also very closely associated with deer. What most vividly sticks out in my mind is how cool deer would be if they were green. That would make them the best!
Adam
deer are an interesting animal. i dont see many because of the fact that i live in alaska its a freezing cold wasteland. or at least thats the feeling you get in the middle of the dark winters. It numbs the pain sometimes, and besides that its good for weding out the weak.
sean
deer in films ususlly horrow ones appear infront of cars when riding through forests. deers seems to be a lovable animal while it is just used as a symbol of horror or fear.
I wish deers were in my country. I remember the on my 7 day on earth, the first aznimal i was with a deer, bamibi
asdf
a deer in the headlights. i have no idea what to write about, and i keep making errors. im too stoned for this. i thought about not doing, and clicking on, yet i did it anyway, and now look at me rambling. son of a bitch. this is what happens to a deer in the headlights.
rofl
a deer is an elegant and graceful animal to me. since i just gave my isc and i was an elective english student, i can recall the poem The Stag by Ted Hughes on seeing the word deer.
varshika
There was honestly nothing more that could be said that wasn’t seen by that simple expression. No way in explaining it all away, they were beyond guilty, and it just was. Had they not abruptly turned to them wide eyed, deer eyed, it may have resulted differently.
Raychul
Bambi was a deer. So sad that he lost his mother at such a young age. What the fuck Disney? Are you trying to traumatize young children? Oh wait, you also killed off Simba’s dad Mufasa in the Lion King. Wow, you guys are something else.
Kaley
deer
chaxiraxi
a deer is a timid animal..it is a mammal
it drinks milk
and eats grass when it grows
it has white spots on his body
it is mostly hunted by meat eating tigers, lions and baboons
it can be kept as a pet at home
A
Like a deer caught in the headlights, I froze, my eyes wide and my whole body trembling. He stared at me, fangs bared, eyes reddened with bloodlust, and slowly advanced. I took a step back hesitantly…then turned and bolted. He caught me before I had taken two steps.
amy
i shot a deer in the face. before it died it gave me a look that said, “why? whhyyyyy are humans so cruel?” like a sad clown, i danced around and around before falling to the ground, make up smeared across my cheeks
sad clown
i saw the deer through my window. his frost glazed eyes and dark brown eyelashes. i wondered if deers fell in love like we did. had this one gotten his heart broken too? i wanted to ask but he scampered off before i could.
ry
Deer are beautiful and elegant forest nymphs.
They prance through forest meadows, springing aboves ferns and shrubs.
The hunter seeks them but to no avail, the king of the woods always wins.
Josiah
Deer are fascinating creatures in that they have the ability to jump in front of your automobile in uncanny fashion and zero style. They have four legs, are covered in fur and eat car grills. They are agile and idiots.
Aaron
You would whisper dear to me, while I slept in your arms. Which really wasn’t as often as I would have liked. You would push the hair back from my eyes and kiss the freckles and tell me, whisper, you’re my doe, my dear you’re everything I hold close to my heart. It was cheesy, and I miss you. I can’t get to sleep without hearing your voice. I’m sorry, I didn’t realize what I had until it was gone. Forgive me, I love you, come back.
Molly
Swerve to avoid the deer, hit the tree, np, onstar got you covered.
чэιιο
Lying in wait in trees, lush forests surrounding it. I can’t believe it’s been this long since I’ve been out in the open. Hopefully I’ll get back out here soon. It’s nice to have just a backpack and some music to enjoy the view by. But while I’m sitting here thinking about it, I’m sure that deer is more worried about the daily stretch for survival. Life is simpler and more complicated when all you worry about is food in your stomach
Richard Harland
fred IS the grand poobah!
deer
Deer feed on the liminal spaces of the artificial constructs we put in their way. Deer are not stupid for standing in the way of our metal giants, but we are fools for throwing are roads in their way. We will always lose. They won’t live through the encounter, but they will stand their ground and take your metal giant with them.
brenna
christmas
josewerkz
deer mom,
sorry, i meant dear. i was just reminded of bambi when lightning flashed outside a couple of seconds ago. you know, lightning flash? bright? deer? headlights? you get the drift.
“My dear deer,” the old woman crooned. “Where is your mother? Why are you out here all on your own? It’s far too late in the night, and you are far too deep in the woods. I can barely see light between the trees, they are so thick here. Then again, what am I doing here? I have no better reason that you could possibly have.”
The deer ran out in front of the car, and just stood there, paralyzed by the headlights. I swerved to avoid him and he scampered across the lane into the brush on the other side of the street, Im not sure why that happened, maybe to jolt me back to reality.
deer, dear, dear to me. you stand, magnificent before me, taunting me with your peaceful stance, reminding me to breath, and watch and love. deer me.
There were five of them by the pond that night, standing in the wet grass under the yellow streetlight. They were like a dream, concealed slightly in the mist that flowed from between the bare trees.
I wish that it had been a dream.
what a beautiful creature you were as you lay there dead in the road
wear
A garden trampled, eaten — these were the terms of endeerment.
live in the woods and currently have a population problem. If people would accept that wolves are higher on the food chain and let them back in to the forest, we might not have such a huge deer problem. I do like to see the deer in my neighborhood though. They make me happy.
Ron saw the silver deer away in the deep and dark forest : it glows strangely, as if it’s were an angel. Ron’s feet followed it, although the boy was scared…
I saw the deer in the car lights. Her beautiful face was wet with rain. I slowed down and watched as she danced across the road. I am happy that I slowed down because I could have hit her.
There are deer out in the forest, running around, being deer, jumping up and down and over top of logs and running away from wolves and doing exactly what they do. It would be nice to be a deer, because they just live. They don’t fill out forms or wake up to a beeping noise earlier than they’d like. Everything is always on for a deer. They are always infinite.
the lion was coming and the deer was running from his life. peter was seeing it from a distance and realized that how the powerful is after the weak.
The deer were high tailing it out of there as fast as possible. My old clunker of a Buick never stood a chance against forest and stone. But M. says da expects us to carry a shotgun and shoot the damned things next time. A fecking menace, they are, after all. So what’s the harm in a little inter-city sport?
deer, my dear. why are you so beautiful? here in the pale moonlight. why is it that, only now, do i see the frame of your body? now that you are gone
The long way home turned out to be a dark, uneven, unpaven path through the woods. Ugh! The fog kept my headlights close to my grill and on the third turn a pair of deer eyes flickered up ahead. In that second I could have sworn one of them winked before the collision…
Out of the corner of his eye, he watched the deer feeding along side the road, slowing his truck as they collectively raised their heads and bolted right in front of him so that he had to slam his brakes to the floor, avoiding the collision by mere inches.
a deer is an animal which has four legs and beautiful spots all over it. It is generally brown in colour and has nice antennas. They are known for their gentle behaviour and they are very fast animals. A woman’s eyes are often compared to a deer’s eyes to poetically describe how beautiful they are.
The deer ran through the back yard and down the hill. I love to watch young deer foraging. They are quite beautiful and graceful. The babies have cute little faces.
There is no such thing as being hit by a deer (in your car). They hit you.
deer are a species which only want water. Apparently that is the only thing that is commonly associated with them. Bambi, a movie I’ve never seen, is also very closely associated with deer. What most vividly sticks out in my mind is how cool deer would be if they were green. That would make them the best!
deer are an interesting animal. i dont see many because of the fact that i live in alaska its a freezing cold wasteland. or at least thats the feeling you get in the middle of the dark winters. It numbs the pain sometimes, and besides that its good for weding out the weak.
deer in films ususlly horrow ones appear infront of cars when riding through forests. deers seems to be a lovable animal while it is just used as a symbol of horror or fear.
I wish deers were in my country. I remember the on my 7 day on earth, the first aznimal i was with a deer, bamibi
a deer in the headlights. i have no idea what to write about, and i keep making errors. im too stoned for this. i thought about not doing, and clicking on, yet i did it anyway, and now look at me rambling. son of a bitch. this is what happens to a deer in the headlights.
a deer is an elegant and graceful animal to me. since i just gave my isc and i was an elective english student, i can recall the poem The Stag by Ted Hughes on seeing the word deer.
There was honestly nothing more that could be said that wasn’t seen by that simple expression. No way in explaining it all away, they were beyond guilty, and it just was. Had they not abruptly turned to them wide eyed, deer eyed, it may have resulted differently.
Bambi was a deer. So sad that he lost his mother at such a young age. What the fuck Disney? Are you trying to traumatize young children? Oh wait, you also killed off Simba’s dad Mufasa in the Lion King. Wow, you guys are something else.
deer
a deer is a timid animal..it is a mammal
it drinks milk
and eats grass when it grows
it has white spots on his body
it is mostly hunted by meat eating tigers, lions and baboons
it can be kept as a pet at home
Like a deer caught in the headlights, I froze, my eyes wide and my whole body trembling. He stared at me, fangs bared, eyes reddened with bloodlust, and slowly advanced. I took a step back hesitantly…then turned and bolted. He caught me before I had taken two steps.
i shot a deer in the face. before it died it gave me a look that said, “why? whhyyyyy are humans so cruel?” like a sad clown, i danced around and around before falling to the ground, make up smeared across my cheeks
i saw the deer through my window. his frost glazed eyes and dark brown eyelashes. i wondered if deers fell in love like we did. had this one gotten his heart broken too? i wanted to ask but he scampered off before i could.
Deer are beautiful and elegant forest nymphs.
They prance through forest meadows, springing aboves ferns and shrubs.
The hunter seeks them but to no avail, the king of the woods always wins.
Deer are fascinating creatures in that they have the ability to jump in front of your automobile in uncanny fashion and zero style. They have four legs, are covered in fur and eat car grills. They are agile and idiots.
You would whisper dear to me, while I slept in your arms. Which really wasn’t as often as I would have liked. You would push the hair back from my eyes and kiss the freckles and tell me, whisper, you’re my doe, my dear you’re everything I hold close to my heart. It was cheesy, and I miss you. I can’t get to sleep without hearing your voice. I’m sorry, I didn’t realize what I had until it was gone. Forgive me, I love you, come back.
Swerve to avoid the deer, hit the tree, np, onstar got you covered.
Lying in wait in trees, lush forests surrounding it. I can’t believe it’s been this long since I’ve been out in the open. Hopefully I’ll get back out here soon. It’s nice to have just a backpack and some music to enjoy the view by. But while I’m sitting here thinking about it, I’m sure that deer is more worried about the daily stretch for survival. Life is simpler and more complicated when all you worry about is food in your stomach
fred IS the grand poobah!
Deer feed on the liminal spaces of the artificial constructs we put in their way. Deer are not stupid for standing in the way of our metal giants, but we are fools for throwing are roads in their way. We will always lose. They won’t live through the encounter, but they will stand their ground and take your metal giant with them.
christmas
deer mom,
sorry, i meant dear. i was just reminded of bambi when lightning flashed outside a couple of seconds ago. you know, lightning flash? bright? deer? headlights? you get the drift.