Poem written for a close friend who died -(morbid moment for the day)

your last breath

countless dreams died.

Holder of court

jester to all-

Ode to an Urban Cowboy

Extinguished in an instant…our light Poem written for a close friend who died -(morbid moment for the day)

with

but

a few chosen few.

To those of us beloved

you bestowed a gift beyond description

in

the rare uniqueness of you.

I dreamed  of seeing a traveler upon an open road

and recognized the smile

your dreams realized

painted your countenance in peace.

Out of love

and our need to have you near-

we held your reins

within clenched hands and prayer.

Your duty now lies beyond

spoken word or touch

but

still we feel you.

A quiet echo

of

Pounding hooves keeping time

within our beating hearts.

L.A.T. 2012