TIME TRAVELING

Easing down a worn deer trail
  hope to collect a nice whitetail
  four legged kind with mobile ears
(remove your minds from gutter , dears)

While glancing down at the worn track
  my eyes move on and then come back
  to rest upon an odd shaped stone
  "an arrowhead" my lips intone

I pick it up off dusty ground
  then for some reason look around
  perhaps a spirit from the past
  is freed from artifact at last

While turning flint within my hand
  I think to pocket I'll remand
  this ancient piece of hand chipped stone
  (still feel as if I'm not alone)

For some strange reason I feel split
  mostly here but just a bit
  of me goes back to distant past
  to meet point's owner there at last

In my mind I start to share
  kinship with warrior way back there
  we both are seeking the same prey
  him back then and I today

In split screen we both now see
  a buck behind a large oak tree
  I see the point that haunts me so
  fit to a spear (too big for bow)

The most of me that remains here
  raises bow to shoot the deer
  while back in time I watch the brave
  draw back his spear, prepare to stave

As one the two now time-warped deer
  take two more steps and thus do clear
  the tree's protective wooden shield
  their head and chest now both revealed

While drawing high-tech arrow back
  once more I glance at the buck's rack
  Indian focuses on his mark
  antlers to him do not so hark

Release the arrow ! toss the spear !
  spear flies true, arrow just near
  one prey down, the other gone
  I shake my head,"whats going on?"

The spell is broken, I'm alone
  (shot bounced off of distant stone)
  heart still racing, hands still shaking
  deer I missed was mine for taking

I sigh and pick dropped stone point up
  while swallowing nervuos hic-up
  now back in just one space and time
  still quiet as performing mime

Well this hunt is over now
  I brush sparse hair back from my brow
  turn around and walk away
  I'll recall this as my indian day