Big Eyes

Big Eyes

A Chapter by Dave Brown



Standing by garden’s edge

Quiet, gentle and frail

I hardly knew she was there

Until I saw her big soft eyes


The doe in the garden

Quite happily consuming

Tender leaves and flowers

That once brightly displayed


Such a beautiful creature

One of God’s tender designs

This day she was not inclined

To spook and run away


As we shared our time together

she used her brown eyes to talk

Telling me with their softness

This was a special moment


The owl on the high wire watched

With swivel headed interest

Not inclined to festinate

With its meal yet to arrive


Then with eating done

A flick of long curved eyelashes

Suggested our visit had finished

And she quietly slipped away


The owl watched her leave

With another swivel of his head

Not yet himself inclined to depart

Still hoping to be fed



© 2020 Dave Brown

My Review

Would you like to review this Chapter?
Login | Register


'As we shared our time together - she used her brown eyes to talk - Telling me with their softness - This was a special moment'

Heard this whispered.. maybe so you'd not scare the doe away... such a sensitive wee creature it could be. Perhaps you have an affinity with wild animals, maybe this one has discovered you. Whichever this is a delightful poem. The owl might have more to say however. A gentle poem, much needed at the end of a buzzsy day.

Posted 7 Months Ago

Dave Brown

7 Months Ago

Thanks Emmajoy
Usually it's possible to get fairly close to the animals around this area
read more

7 Months Ago

I used to live in the almost middle of nowhere, had all sorts popping in, love, loved it! Less now.. read more
Dave, you have captured such a sweet and tender scene in this poem. Your lovely words bring the graceful doe and patient owl to life, as it does your silent, observant, intuitive communication with these usually reticent woodland creatures. I'm a sucker for these literary wanderings in nature. SO WELL DONE!
P.S. "festinate" is a great word!

Posted 7 Months Ago

Dave Brown

7 Months Ago

Haha! It was a word of the day offering
They basically live the area and we see quite a bit o.. read more
A wonderful story in the poetry shared Dave. Last week, me and my grandson found three deer feeding and we got closer. Somehow, they knew we were safe. Was a wonderful moment for my grandson. It is cool when we can gather with nature and the beast of the forest. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.

Posted 7 Months Ago

Dave Brown

7 Months Ago

We live on/in the edge of the forest and to the distain of some neighbors the fellow above feeds the.. read more
Coyote Poetry

7 Months Ago

We must teach the children to respect nature and take care, be safe my friend.
Dave Brown

7 Months Ago

Sounds like someone has a good teacher (:)
Dave, this is such a beautiful poem; I love your relationship with the Doe; almost surreal; they are amazing animals; Ive watched them around the area where I live; some are so docile, yet come take one glance and skip away. ..And I love how you described her eye, almost human, expressive. The owl is a good contrast, sits and blinks and swivels its head, waiting for the choice of food. The whole poem just fits together so well. Great job!!! Best, Betty

Posted 7 Months Ago

Dave Brown

7 Months Ago

Thanks Betty
Sometimes its hard to tell if they are the devil or the deep blue sea but even a.. read more
Betty Hermelee

7 Months Ago

Yes I have, to an extent, still anxious about our state of the union!
Dave Brown

7 Months Ago

sympathies .

Request Read Request
Add to Library My Library
Subscribe Subscribe


4 Reviews
Added on September 21, 2020
Last Updated on September 23, 2020

An Array


Dave Brown
Dave Brown

gabriola island, BC - British Columbia, Canada

I'd like to thank those who have been kind enough to review my efforts. more..

Albert Feeney Albert Feeney

A Chapter by Dave Brown

Related Writing

People who liked this story also liked..

He will be... He will be...

A Poem by Gee