I wonder, if, like myself, another also matches to the seasons

I am here, viewing the sunset, the trees will lose their leaves soon

The children are back in school, back to schedules and routines

A slower time, a quieter time comes

The hunting season comes

Of Olives and moss patterned clothing I got the tip off

The hunter, conditioned, re flexing the primal urge to stalk and take life

The crops are in, corn stalks and pumpkins and apple cider tints my world

In oranges, golds and reds, scents my world with spices rich and warm

I am walking in the woods, my feet, small, make little noise

I am the shade of ginger and pepper dapples moving over my back like clouds

I am strong, I have my head held high, I am alert, I am watching as I am stepping

I am smart, I am the prey with a human brain, I have many reasons in my satchel

What may seem crazy makes perfect sense to me, and if I ignored it, I would be

A doe in a field

I am a doe in a field, and the target is there

Even if those I tell it to do not see it

I am a doe in the field, and I know my hunter

Even if many don't believe it to be true

In this nature, I know his nature, and this is the likely time

Because, one cannot change the time of year, and he is an Atomic Clock



Tick Tock, the spring is fixed to release, the alarm is silent to all but me

And him, it is by nature that it is natural for him to fall into this autumn exercise,

To mistake the drive to harvest and fill bellies with the drive too insane

I am a doe in the field

My kill will result in empty places once occupied,

I am a doe in the field, alert

With words that form in my belly, my gut, I tell you

I am a doe in the field,

It is hunting season

I read this through carefully five times, and it seems to me the key is found in the following lines:

What may seem crazy makes perfect sense to me, and if I ignored it, I would be
A doe in a field
I am a doe in a field, and the target is there

I have to say you present some challenging but breathtaking verse when you write things like this. Thanks.
G.

I am flattered you read it 5 times. I am such a simple person.

Honey, you may be a simple person, but you write some amazing poetic verse...or is that your muse talking? Only kidding. Keep it up. I always get on the forum and look first for your posts.
G.

G,there's always something talking. it feels very good to know that people like my writings. it feels very good to know I am not alone in my feelings.