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A Lone Gunslinger

Idyllic country setting, from somewhere in the past
   Imagine an expanse of rich green grass
Running up to a fence, fronting a proud red barn
   The subject of this timeless, yet timely yarn … 

The sky painted with bright streaks, close to sunset
   Showers had been falling; the world was still wet
From the smell of Spring rains that long linger
   Blended with the acrid smoke of a lone gunslinger … 

The barn door lay open, not a trace of the horse
   Its stall disheveled, from the application of force
The hay unheaten, drops of blood all around
   And the gun of a lone gunslinger left on the ground

The owner paused a moment, then wept like a child
   Unabashed, herky-jerky, without end did he cry
'Cause he knew full well, as his tears they did swell
   That his steed had fallen victim to a gunslinger from Hell

The sun set in the West; night had descended
   The life of the horse over, finished, ended ... 
Years later folks still recalled the yarn, and the smell
   Of the stall emptied by a gunslinger, by his magnum's death knell



Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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Date: 10/9/2018 3:10:00 PM
'this timeless yet timely yarn' - so clever! I would cry too if I lost any of my animals-
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Gershon Wolf
Date: 10/9/2018 5:16:00 PM
What can I say? I'd rather see you happy. Don't lose any!! :) gw
Date: 10/9/2018 12:18:00 PM
Like it Gershon, but where did the horse go ? Tom.
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Gershon Wolf
Date: 10/9/2018 5:15:00 PM
Ahhh, that IS the question. ~ Gershon
Date: 10/9/2018 9:17:00 AM
Ooh, I do love horses; I think the horse got to the gunslinger first; maybe ate him, then got ill and went to look for some Marshmallow or Loquorice Root to relieve it's nausea.
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Gershon Wolf
Date: 10/9/2018 5:15:00 PM
Sounds the like poem I wrote...on psychedelic drugs! Ha, ha. Very imaginative, M.L... :) gw