Jake Deeds

Rookie - 326 Points (5/11/1965 / Arkansas)

The Chase - Poem by Jake Deeds

The fallen leaves run wildly from the wind
With the two exhausting in tandem
And they rest…
Both weary from the bitter cold
Of a December morning
They search for clues in the sky's hues
And listen to the day...
Concentrating, concentrating, focus, focussss
One hunting on sight, the other on sound…
And both wondering who will again
Make the first move <><

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Topic(s) of this poem: fall


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 10, 2013

Poem Edited: Sunday, January 31, 2016


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