I'll weave a few sun-webs...(a poem)

Anzel's picture
I grew up as a mistake
Cold and alone as I lie in wake
Of the darkhearted terror, the plague, I am told,
That ravages all of my siblings, from old


But unlike them all, I'd rather look up
To the sky, to the trees, to the birds; and I'll cup
A ray of soft sunshine between antler prongs
And weave sun-webs of mystery, life, love, and songs


My name is unspoken; and still, I don't know
Is it simply a name or the way the trees grow?
I'll sit and I'll watch you come galloping by
From the point of all life; 'til the day that I die


---

Ehh, this is actually a mistake deer that I made when trying to get Hangman's pictogram a month ago. The name was already used, so I clicked back, and tried another random name...and when I logged in, I had a different pictogram from the one I'd chosen >_<; Ugh.

But, I've decided not to let him go to waste. If you figure out his identity, congrats, but I won't tell anyone until someone else finds out. He is but a simple stag :3

Very pretty. Mistake deer

Very pretty. Mistake deer are still deer too y'know. ;3
~~~~~~~~~

Feed them.
~~~~~~~~~
Obligatory crazy blog guy.
Anzel's picture

Yep. I just thought of a

Yep. I just thought of a name for him. Laughing out loud