Tuesday, April 30, 2013

Poem #3-2013 Rosemary's Hike

Rocky promontory
Natural seating
Whittier pond 700 feet below
The white dots? Ducks
Great and Long Pond in the distance
...and mountain peaks
Turkey vulture soaring gracefully -- eye level
(buzzard is a vulgar term)
Fragrance of new buds
Titmouse crying cheerfully
Calming hum of a passing plane
Whispering branches
All this . . .
ALL OF THIS!

And you had to go and die this morning



                                               Submitted to dversepoets.com for Open Link Night #94
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6 comments:

  1. Mark ButkusApril 30, 2013 at 4:31 PM

    You stabbed a knife in my heart, Rick. I was so into this poem. It took me to a happy place. It took me back to the country in spring. I was not expecting that last line. I was not expecting that at all. A brutal yet excellent poem my friend.
    Cheers,
    Mark Butkus

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  2. Brian MillerApril 30, 2013 at 5:19 PM

    snap.what a turn in the end man...all that life going on...spoiled in death...

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  3. Rick Dale, author of The Beat HandbookApril 30, 2013 at 6:22 PM

    Thanks, Mark and Brian.

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  4. brudbergMay 1, 2013 at 3:50 AM

    That was heart wrenching - really

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  5. Rick Dale, author of The Beat HandbookMay 1, 2013 at 1:04 PM

    Thanks, Bjorn.

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  6. LilGypsyLaLaMay 1, 2013 at 2:42 PM

    The true realities of life...it's not everlasting however beautiful always. Fabulous

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