Another Reminiscent Victim

Another Reminiscent Victim

A Poem by Nobody.

Another Reminiscent Victim

 

I

4 a.m., Monday, I sing to a green field about wild horses. The great emerald face seems to sigh mournfully in remembrance. “And,” the earth replies, “the horses weren’t the only wild ones.” Once, Native Americans, in their bright feathered armor, streaked these lands like chanting asteroids through a quiet universe. Then, the bloodthirsty cavalry, in their bugled blues and grand grays roared behind. Finally, when the men were wrapped in buffalo blankets and bean-farts; when the cricket chirps were loud enough to feel in your bones; then, the wild horses came like sacred ghosts. Their speed would’ve made the Saratoga track look like a petting zoo. Their stealth made God squint His mighty eyes. Their snorts still hang in the air. They are the silent mortar that holds the loud timelines together without ever harming anyone.

II

Wildness seemed gentler than civility has ever been. I shed a heartbroken tear as I start my tractor. We’ve got to have this thing ready for rebar gridding Wednesday, and concrete on Friday.

III

If ancient beauty’s got to die, then at least we should give her a nice tombstone. Yo Ronnie! Try to sink that first pickaxe into the heart. She’s suffered enough.      

© 2012 Nobody.


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OK. This may sound stupid, but I got totally Fanboy over excited when I realised I hadn't read this one. I mean really. Sort of thing that makes you stand for eight hours to go and see Star Wars... (It was the 70's -an excuse for everything. Trust me. It works). And its damn good. No. Really Damn Good. A Eulogy to The Earth. God's bless her.

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OK. This may sound stupid, but I got totally Fanboy over excited when I realised I hadn't read this one. I mean really. Sort of thing that makes you stand for eight hours to go and see Star Wars... (It was the 70's -an excuse for everything. Trust me. It works). And its damn good. No. Really Damn Good. A Eulogy to The Earth. God's bless her.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I: yeah man
II: Wildness IS gentler
III: pickaxe?

It's a feakin' ride man, crusin' on sunset blvd, low rider bouncin' .... drive that kaleidoscope tractor right through Trafalgar square .....

Posted 12 Years Ago


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Concrete jungles don't appeal to me. Sure they are nice to visit but I love nature. The feel of grass under my toes. So many things have been stripped in this great land and what for? Greed, factories, pollution and so much more. I don't believe we should live like we did in the dark ages but we should respect nature a little more and this brings about that though clearly and it also brings up how civil people take over what they call heathen tribes trying to show them a better life. Really? who had the better life.

Posted 12 Years Ago


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