Welcome to My life in the shadows
Talking With Self on Deer Hunt Morning
Whoever said the hour just before dawn
Was the coldest
Sure knew his stuff…It’s all I can do
To keep from shivering to death…Sounds like the blue jays
Have started their squawking…Little tattle tales…Look
I can finally see sunshine creeping over the horizon.
The outline of the mountains kind of reminds me
Of the hem on one of the wife's old dresses…Look!
I can see my breath… I’m making smoke signals.
Oh Lord, how good the warm sunshine feels this morning.
Wait…Quiet…I think I hear something!
It’s probably just a squirrel.
Did I leave the safety on?
Pretty soon it will be light enough to shoot
I guess…I usually get one
From way up here…Wait…I hear something?
That’s...That's...That's no darn squirrel!!!
But it’s no darn deer either.
It’s coming from downwind.
No right thinking deer comes from downwind
Just as pretty as you please…does it???
Oh hell…Maybe it’s that old lion who
That left his paw print in middle of my footprint
Yesterday morning???
Did I leave the safety on???
Is that a growl???
Shhhh…No…No…Oh hell...I’s people!!!
Yep…It’s people all right
And they are heading right for me…Good Lord
Could they talk any louder…I wonder if they’ll see me???
Nope…There’re right in front of me now.
“Hey Joe?” He says…The skinny one does.
“You know,
We’re the only people up here
For miles and miles around don’t ya’ “.
“Maybe, we are the only people
To ever set foot be up here”?
“You know”?
“Yep, I know Dave ”. “Now be quiet”.
“I think I hear something.”
(I can’t help but snickering inside
Listening to them talk,
It was hard not to laugh, but then it came to me).
Their nimrods…OH GOD!!!
What if they think I’m the deer???
What if they shoot me!!!It happens all the time you know…Shhh.
Shhh…Dog gone it all to heck…Shhh
Don’t move a muscle…
Don’t even breath…
I’m never going hunting again!
Did I leave the safety on???
uTAH jAY
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TALKING WITH SELF ON DEER-HUNT MORNING
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