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hoot_owl_rn
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0 posted 2000-11-16 10:19 AM


This is a repost from this time last year and before anyone slaps me with plagiarism...I wish to extend my humble appologies to a fine man: Clement Clarke Moore  

'Twas The Night Before Buck Season


‘Twas the night before buck season, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The hunting gear was hung on the clothesline with care,
In hopes that by morning of scents they’d be bare.
My sons were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of trophy racks danced in their heads;
And dad in his shorts, and I in my gown,
Had just gotten in bed and had just settled down-
When in the next room there arose such a clatter,
I jumped from my bed to see what was a matter.
I opened the door and ran dawn the hall
Tore open my boy’s room and gave them a call.
The beam of the flashlight shone down with a glow,
On the pile of florescent orange below;
When what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But my own two boys dressed in hunting gear.
Their little old faces were filled with such cheer
I knew in a moment that dawn must be near!
Faster than eagles they gathered their gear,
And the whispered their orders in each others ears,
“You get the guns, I’ll get the rope,”
“We have enough shells?” “Oh boy, I sure hope!”
Out through the door and down through the hall,
They ran to our bedroom, to their dad gave a call.
As dry leaves before a wild hurricane fly,
He flew out of bed with that look in his eye.
I knew by noon, they’d be a hungry bunch,
So I went down the stairs to fix them some lunch.
Then in a twinkling I heard someone fall,
And cursing and yelling  from upstairs in the hall;
I came from the kitchen and was turning around
When down the stairsteps my husband came with a bound.
He was dressed all in thermal clear up to his head,
He appeared like he needed to still be in bed.
A bundle of clothes he had flung on his back
And he looked like a hobo carrying a sack.
His eyes were all bloodshot, his face was all hairy;
What a sight he was, it was rather quite scary.
His mouth was open all wide in a yawn,
But I knew he had only an hour before dawn.
I poured him some coffee in hopes that he’d wake
And I couldn’t help but wonder how many cups it would take.
Half asleep like he was, he looked like an elf
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself.
He gave me a wink, then picked up his cup
Stretched out his arms, then he got up
He spoke not a word, just gathered his gear
Loaded the pick up, like he hadn’t a care
To the boys gave a yell and pilled them all in
It was finally time for their hunt to begin
I smiled and shouted, as they drove away
“HAPPY HUNTING TO ALL AND TO ALL A GOOD DAY”





What lies behind us and lies before us are small matters compaired to what lies within us.
~Ralph Waldo Emerson

© Copyright 2000 Ruth Kephart - All Rights Reserved
SEA
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1 posted 2000-11-16 10:30 AM


ROFLMAO!! Thank goodness hunting season is over here....Jon was gone almost every day!! Now he owes me some time!   -SEA
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2 posted 2000-11-16 10:41 AM


HAHAHAHA Ruth ~ Sure gave me a laugh this morning...As I gear up for my mighty "hunters" to start their yearly rituals.  This is just wonderful, can't wait to show it to them!  Bonnie
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3 posted 2000-11-16 12:21 PM


Making sure that I have that ORANGE on. . .

Great one!!  

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That which gives light must endure burning
--Victor Frankl


Charisma
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4 posted 2000-11-16 01:37 PM


great imagery.....loved and enjoyed reading it....      

Charisma

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5 posted 2000-11-16 01:39 PM


LOLOLOL - two antlers up!

Karilea
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I would rather be silent and write, than speak loudly and be bound.
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Gemini
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6 posted 2000-11-16 02:47 PM


This was wonderful Hoot-As my husband heads out the door tomorrow with his suitcase for up north hunting, and my nine year old son to follow in a few more years, I know the exact feeling you describe so well here. Take care.
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7 posted 2000-11-16 03:31 PM


Hahaha! Hilarious!  

Elizabeth

bestgirl911
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8 posted 2000-11-16 04:00 PM


This is just adorable....I love it. Great Job!

Best

ethome
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9 posted 2000-11-16 04:34 PM


I remember this one from before and I think I even enjoyed it more this time...love the true to life spread of these lines and the images they create......ethome....
Wilfred Yeats
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10 posted 2000-11-16 08:22 PM


I can ALMOST imagine the excitement (never liked hunting myself) condolences to a very poetic buck widow  on a great poem ~S~
Butterflies_dont_cry
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11 posted 2000-11-16 09:14 PM


I bow to the queen   My husband has been
requesting a deer hunting poem by myself or
Janet Marie for weeks now...we've failed but
you have come through with shining colors  
He thanks you and so do I...next time he has
a request I'll simply forward them to you  


You cannot dance in the sun until you have cried in the rain~

Celeste
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12 posted 2000-11-16 09:30 PM


CHEERING!!!!!!!  This was EXCELLENT.  Am a deer hunter myself so truly enjoyed.  

To capture and live a moment is truly living

hoot_owl_rn
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13 posted 2000-11-20 03:24 PM


Thanks everyone...it's not often you find me writing humor although I do have a good sense of one, but poetry to me is a way of expressing things others often do not know how to bridge so I find very little use for humor in my work  
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