Poetry.net »

Search results for: Deer

Yee yee! We've found 394 poems matching Deer.

The Deer-Star (A Paiute Legend)
Mary Austin
HEAR now a tale of the deer-star, Tale of the days agone, When a youth rose up for the hunting In the bluish light of dawn -- Rose up for the r...Rate it:

(0.00 / 0 votes)
The White-Footed Deer
William Cullen Bryant
by the woodland ways, The traveller saw the wild deer drink, Or crop the birchen sprays. Beneath aRate it:

(5.00 / 1 vote)
Tiger and Deer
Sayeed Abubakar
I asked him, ‘Tigers devour deer; why do deer live beside the tigers then? ' ‘They will live beside tigers. It is the doctrine. Tigers never jump ...Rate it:

(5.00 / 1 vote)
On The Banks O' Deer Crick
James Whitcomb Riley
On the banks o' Deer Crick! There's the place fer me!-- Worter slidin' past ye jes as clair as it kin be:-- See yer shadder in it, and the shadder ...Rate it:

(0.00 / 0 votes)
The Laplander To His Rein-Deer
Felicia Dorothea Hemans
wafted o'er deserts my car! How oft, oh, my rein-deer! thy speed has been tried, O'er mountains unkRate it:

(0.00 / 0 votes)
The Deer Lay Down Their Bones
Robinson Jeffers
that the place was a refuge for wounded deer; there are so many Hurt ones escape the hunters anRate it:

(0.00 / 0 votes)
Deer
Ellis Parker Butler
The deer's a mighty useful beast From Petersburg to Tennyson For while he lives he lopes around And when he's dead he's venison. Rate it:

(3.00 / 2 votes)
A Wounded Deer—leaps highest
Emily Dickinson
A Wounded Deer—leaps highest— I've heard the Hunter tell— 'Tis but the Ecstasy of death— And then the Brake is still! The Smitten Rock that gushes...Rate it:

(2.00 / 1 vote)
The Tamed Deer
Edmund Spenser
I all weary had the chase forsook, The gentle deer returned the self-same way, Thinking to quench hRate it:

(0.00 / 0 votes)
Wild Deer.
Shams al-Din Hafiz
Where are you O Wild Deer? I have known you for a while, here. Both loners, both lost, both forsaken The wild beast, for ambush, have all waken L...Rate it:

(0.00 / 0 votes)
R. S. S., At Deer Island On The Merrimac
John Greenleaf Whittier
Make, for he loved thee well, our Merrimac, From wave and shore a low and long lament For him, whose last look sought thee, as he went The unknown ...Rate it:

(0.00 / 0 votes)
The Outlaw
Charles Kingsley
ken full well How you lay all night up among the deer out on the open fell; And so it was that I woRate it:

(0.00 / 0 votes)
The Revenge Of Hamish
Sidney Lanier
and he stood as if Death had the form of a deer; And the two slim does long lazily stretching arosRate it:

(0.00 / 0 votes)
My Heart's In The Highlands
Robert Burns
here; My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer; A-chasing the wild-deer, and following the roRate it:

(3.83 / 6 votes)
Hiawatha And Mudjekeewis
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
had mittens, Minjekahwun, Magic mittens made of deer-skin; When upon his hands he wore them, He Rate it:

(0.00 / 0 votes)
Hiawatha's Wooing
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
the shadow and the sunshine, Herds of fallow deer were feeding, But they saw not Hiawatha; To hiRate it:

(0.00 / 0 votes)
The Ghosts
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
worked the women, Pounded maize, or dressed the deer-skin; And the young men played together On theRate it:

(0.00 / 0 votes)
The Song Of Hiawatha IV: Hiawatha And Mudjekeewis
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
had mittens, Minjekahwun, Magic mittens made of deer-skin; When upon his hands he wore them, He Rate it:

(0.00 / 0 votes)
The Song of Hiawatha X: Hiawatha's Wooing
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
the shadow and the sunshine, Herds of fallow deer were feeding, But they saw not Hiawatha; To his bRate it:

(0.00 / 0 votes)
The Song Of Hiawatha XIX: The Ghosts
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
worked the women, Pounded maize, or dressed the deer-skin; And the young men played together On theRate it:

(0.00 / 0 votes)
The Song of Hiawatha: X
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
the shadow and the sunshine, Herds of fallow deer were feeding, But they saw not Hiawatha; To his bRate it:

(0.00 / 0 votes)
Robin Hood's Flight
James Henry Leigh Hunt
of the king, How he got all his forests and deer, And how he made the hungry swing If they kiRate it:

(0.00 / 0 votes)
The Death of William Rufus
Robert Fuller Murray
in the woods his father made For the tall red deer to wander through the thicket and the glade, TheRate it:

(0.00 / 0 votes)
Tamar
Robinson Jeffers
told her truth. Last August, you were hunting deer, you had been gone Ten days or twelve, we heard Rate it:

(5.00 / 1 vote)
Hiawatha's Friends
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Pliant as a wand of willow, Stately as a deer with antlers. When he sang, the village listeneRate it:

(3.00 / 1 vote)

We need you!

Help us build the largest human-edited poetry collection on the web!