Western Images
Western & Cowboy Poetry
ISBN: 0-962-4438-5-9
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Images of Evening
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In the swirling shadows of dusk I see our lodges once more... misty images of evening along the Missouri shore. Our voices, whispers in the wind, lost in the stillness of night, are heard no more in the village... our braves no longer recite. Their plaintive chants just disappear, silenced by the river's rush, and the laughter of our children is lost in the evening's hush. I once hoed our fields of corn and sang songs to help it grow the golden maize to store away to eat in the time of snow. Someone else now raises the maize and no one sings to the corn... like our lodge, the songs are long gone and our people do still mourn. Now all the visions of evening slip away into the dusk leaving our lives much like the corn... we are left with just the husk. I know that I've seen but shadows and heard just the river's roar remembering my ancestors... our way of life is no more. ©2007 by Clark Crouch. All rights reserved. |