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From hoof and hide, to flank and horn,
Amid the wood, was noble born,
Upon the field I walked at length,
Swift in motion, high in strength,
And scarcely did I need to boast,
Rare of speech, unheard by most,
Until this day, when hoof and bone,
And blood and frame and muscle tone,
Within this land, where long I’ve trod,
I sacrificed, to follow God,
My King whose crown was loaned to me;
I gave it back, to thankful be.
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Alec Ream is a writer living in Virginia. His poetic work and creative fiction have been widely published. A member of the Demosthenian Literary Society at UGA, he wrote on Lookout Mountain, and continued to write, lecture and work for Delta Kappa Epsilon HQ. He was first published reading to the pledge class of Michigan DKE, in Ann Arbor in 2008. Recently, his poem Green Fire was read at the Washington Literary Society & Debating Union at UVA.
A great poem, and perfect for a Sunday morning.
The elk in the photograph was killed with a very powerful bow, which can be seen in the foreground of the picture. Great shot!
Thank you. That Bull now feeds my family.
May be what it’s all about Brother
Never killed one would love to nice one
thanks Tim – you may yet, King Jesus has all kinda good surprises; He’s good, but not boring.
Elk is one of the few big game animals I haven’t eaten (yet). I’ve tried bear, mountain lion and mule deer, but I’ve heard that elk is the best. From hunters I knew in the mountains of northern Arizona I learned that it’s best to hunt elk when there is snow on the ground, because the animal is so big and has so much latent heat that it’s a good idea to pack the eviscerated body cavity with snow, lest the meat spoil before a hunter can get it home. Moose is something else I’d like to try, but that will not likely happen anytime soon.
A beautiful poem. Thanks
You’re welcome Brother