Glaedr the poet

Rookie (December 1988 / Born in California but my 'Homeland' will always be Missouri)

A Poem Of Hunting, Fishing, And A Truck - Poem by Glaedr the poet

I throw my gun in the back of my truck
With it I hope to kill a 12-point buck
While in the woods, BANG! I see the deer fall
I take him home, freeze the meat, and mount his horns on my wall

I grab my pole and tackle box and head to the lake
At this time in the morning, I feel barely awake
There is no school today, I’m glad there is no class
A mighty tug on my line, I hook a large mouth bass

There is nothing like hunting; waiting for the kill
Cutting and cleaning the meat my freezer I’ll soon fill
Deer steaks and deer jerky have such a great taste
And with his head on my wall nothing goes to waste

I like fishing, fishing is fun
Fishing underneath the rising sun
I like catching the fish and putting them in a net
Fish is a great dish when the table is set

My truck is unstoppable; it can’t beat
I slam the door and strap myself in the seat
I start the engine and press the gas to the floor
My truck takes off and my engine lets out a roar

I wouldn’t be able to hunt or fish if it wasn’t for my truck
With it I carry poles, guns, and my fallen buck
I pull my boat with my truck in four-wheel-drive
At my destination I always arrive


Comments about A Poem Of Hunting, Fishing, And A Truck by Glaedr the poet

  • (12/15/2018 5:36:00 PM)

    It's a little bit dark than more upbeat. For me, I'm a vegeterian, and this poem aims to bring a smile on the reader and to get him/her in a dynamic vibe. Instead, it almost made me gloomy about how it kept mentioning slaughtering animals (Report) Reply

    (4/4/2019 3:23:00 PM)

    If u r a vegetarian than y r u reading hunting poems that is the natural way to get food shut up.

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  • Brian Jani (5/17/2014 2:47:00 PM)

    Glaedr A beautifully written poem. Keep it up (Report) Reply

  • (4/11/2013 1:19:00 PM)

    I throw my gun in the back of my truck
    With it I hope to kill a 12-point buck
    While in the woods, BANG! I see the deer fall
    I take him home, freeze the meat, and mount his horns on my wall
    (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 9, 2006

Poem Edited: Friday, July 23, 2010


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