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Wander

October 25, 2022
By rkloth505 GOLD, Hartland, Wisconsin
rkloth505 GOLD, Hartland, Wisconsin
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Crisp leaves crunch and shred apart under the boot.

The birds perform a series of tuneful cheeps.

Hundreds of dark pillars tower above, shadowing the blood-soaked trail.

The wounded warrior wanders, seeking emancipation.


I still didn’t know if I was strong enough, 

turning life into death in an instant sounded so crude. 

It sounded barbaric,

but I continued on.


Meticulously searching,

the bright blue of the sky began to transform into a dull gray.

Whether it’s us or the tenacious stag who tires first, 

we knew that our chase was coming to an end.


We were presented with a pool of crimson surrounding our feet,

but there was no prey. 

He got away,

and we trudged back to the car, empty-handed.


The author's comments:

This piece is A submission to the Rachel Carson Intergenerational Sense of wild competition. This poem follows me and my father as we pursue a deer in the forest.


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