Lone Buffalo
I’ve been watching you
from a distance
dance
that slow lumbering
waltz
so, massively great
gracefully , placing your
every step
In this slow tempo
sun ……setting on the
horizon
you and me in our own, duo
sharing the world
together
Rolling with the river
on this rocky shore
banking to right ….then to the left
my prayers to you, fellow
one of the last
of the lone
Buffalo
The herd is somewhere
else
in, this valley, so great
the sky so blue
time has slowed
shifted, to a different era
we cut our own trails
you........and me
in this slow motion
tempo
Branches snapping, dust flying
whirling, yet when you pause
you seem to disappear
another dark shadow
till you start drifting
along
One of the last
lone buffalo..
Snassano 08-02-08
what you write. A talent to envy. -gene.
you seem to disappear
Powerful imagery, my friend, and very soon, there won't be any wild buffalo left. We seem to have a modern day penchant for destroying all of our national treasures these days.
Fee
i cant find any other words; the buffalo trampled them. . ..
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loves
me
Mary