The Stag

The Stag

A Chapter by Dave Brown
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Native hunter through wooded glen

With crafted stealth does attend

Tracks leading through forests green

He well hidden, to not be seen

 

Tracks deeper now where did pass

Through dampened fen, near shaded grass

A tuft of hair mixed with heavy scent

With days light now being mostly spent

 

With body painted, colored to blend

With sole intent does he quietly wend

He stalks the Great Stag as death’s guest

His deadly shaft will anoint endless rest

 

The Great Buck senses a threat lurking near

But no sound reaches a flickering of ear

The warrior hunter downwind no scent

The Great Beast’s caution still not content

 

A soft moccasin crackles, upon dry leaf

To Wary Buck, this portent of grief

Antlers flash as dusk yields to night

A silent shaft makes good its true flight

 

A deathly shock to that once living free

But death abhors life’s false boundary

The shaft that invades the fading of light

Offers dark comfort within the cradle of night

 

The Great Stag crashes his last remain

Through dark woods where once he did reign

No concerns now of a careless tread

He will run until he’s been bled

 

The wood land is quiet at night

Gone now the Great Stags initial fright

The huntsman follows, still out of sight

Through black trees, moon’s filtered light

 

His journey on legs that barely respond

The Stag sees now that peace lays beyond

The way he saw, which now he does follow

Through dark wood to Death’s warming hollow

 

In this sheltered place, where life began

Where he rose up and fleet footed he ran

To rule through woods and fields afar

Across the vast land, he followed his star

 

He was the power, he was the grace

His seed populates the great forest space

The body of a Champion, the role of a King

But to life’s spark, he can no longer cling

 

Now welcome to the Great Stag’s return

To this resting place and an endless nocturne

The great forest, forever his home

From this enchanted spot, no more shall he roam

 

Finally he falters with last bit of grace

The end of a great hearts life beating pace

He lays silent, last breath, final sound

Forever the Great Beast bends to the ground

 

Young hunter, where Great Stag now lays

Down on one knee, to his God he now prays

A death chant rings out, sent to all men

Respect for the Great Stag, a Warrior’s amen

 

 

 

 

 



© 2021 Dave Brown


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The reason your epic storytelling is so mind-blowing is becuz you include so many excellent details, so much detailed imagery that fleshes out each scene fully before you continue on. It's the way you take your time telling a story & catching all those details that immerse the reader in your scene. My problem is attention-deficit . . . I can't think up a ton of details, nor can I summon the patience to weave them into rhyme & rhythm. You inspire me to try, however . . . (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

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