The lure of the chase
crisp fresh autumnal morn
Ah, for a hunt like this man was born
Dogs point their ears
bugles’ blares cut through the air
Leaves crackle underfoot
the prey in their scents, almost there
The first volley of gunpowder’s heard
From the front issue forth triumphant words
midst swirls and eddies of blood ~ a life not spared
Far Away Moments
Face up. Flat and still.
Crisp black and white images
revive my memories, grayed somehow.
Living. Smiles. Tears.
Souls captured. Time cheated.
Hearts held in my hand.
Darkened room.
Hypnotic shadows flicker against a white wall.
Only images remaining of ashes cast to the wind.
No voices issue forth.
Sounds of mechanical clipping….
a soothing accompaniment
to these beloved home movies.
Silent laughter.
Heroic, athletic feats
witnessed by this audience of one.
Brand new…now antique cars.
Cutting edge outfits in out-of-date fashion shows.
Eyes which once met mine cannot see me
as I wave back.
Relatives and Pets,
now ashes to ashes,
simply dust collecting dust upon the mantelpiece.
Sammi is a delicate blossom frolicking in gayest blooms,
Analogous to a fragile rose amidst world’s boring dooms;
Manifold lusters issue forth from her magnanimous heart,
Manifesting the rare glamor fair flowers show only in part,
Imitating with aped arts her truer merits in borrowed spurt!
I'm not one to look for signs, so quite surprised was I
This morning when I stepped outside, eyes lifted to the sky
This cloud was formed by God's own hand, Peace floods over me
Soon as I had seen the heart, I took to bended knee
O Highest of The Heavenly Ones, The Dearest One to me
You have heard my prayer today and listened to my plea
The man who does love me complete must be very near
I'll smile sweetly. 'I love you too' will ring out loud and clear
I know you will help me be strong, everything he needs
I want to be a good wife, follow wherever he leads
If his heart is battered or beaten, let me silence his fears
Though it's okay to cry, no shame in a few of his tears
And when a day demands of him to muster all his power
Father, if you stand with us, his every foe must cower
The sweetest songs of faith and love our souls cannot contain
Lyrics.bubble up, issue forth, yet in our hearts remain
I know that you have.a plan, us to join forever
Patiently we'll wait 'til you bring us together.
Author notes
Sequel to "Heart"
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