THEY RAN WITH THE DEER

Once there were women
Who ran with the deer
Women of courage and strength
Who showed little or no fear

Like Diana, the Goddess
That ruled the moonscape
She ran with the deer
Like her future namesake

When while out stalking
The Highland deer so red
Cast her cheating prince
From her marriage bed

And Camilla her nemesis
She also ran with the deer
As did Camilla the huntress
Of old Roman yesteryear

And brave Atalanta
Heroine of old Greek lore
Who stalked and killed
The wild Caledonian Boar

There’s Dido the Queen
Of Ancient Libyan land
Who ruled over her subjects
With a strong iron hand

Later came Maid Marion
From the forest of Sherwood
Who ran with the deer
Beside her lover Robin hood

And Matilda who chose
Her own husband and lover
Rather than to submit
To the choice of her father

So tell me, are you a damsel
Who trembles in fear?
Or are you a young woman
Who runs with the deer?

One of my very first poems, I wrote when I was going to school.  Just found tucked away, and thought I'd share it with all it's faults.  Back then, I was studying Greek and Roman Mythology.  And because I wasn't the brightest bulb on the tree, I'd put History to verse, to help me remember and understand it.