One Lone Hunter
Posted On November 13, 2023
One Lone Hunter
Sat in silent surveillance
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Watching swamped woodland landscapes
Until God’s sunset found him
One Lone Hunter
Quietly unloaded his rifle
Climbed down from his tree stand
And made his way home
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Until Our Trails Cross Again:
ADKO
About The Author
rdmonroe5
Lifelong NYS resident. Raised in Saranac Lake. Cornell graduate(ROTC). Army veteran, Airborne/Ranger qualified, 10th Mtn Div, stints in Honduras and with JTF VI. 3rd degree Black Belt; 3x cancer survivor; published writer with several featured stories in Adirondack Life Magazine. Residing in Watertown NY with wife Robin & our 3 adult children. Loving Life. Living in the Day I am in.
2 Comments
Prey not taken…blessed with a shortened night!
Alan, I tell myself that each & every time I climb down from my tree stand & come home empty handed. “Well, at least I’m not dealing with tracking, field dressing, dragging & processing at zero-dark thirty & 58 degrees below freezing, alone.” There’s a lot of last light shots I’ve passed on for the very same reason. Guess it’s called “gettin’ old”.