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0 posted 12-10-1999 05:20 AM       View Profile for Rod   Email Rod   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions  View IP for Rod


Dark clouds in sombre brooding rolled
The seas to darkest grey,
As in the hermit’s croft, a cold
Chill stole the light away.

Old Jim knelt by the fireside close
And stroked the fur so warm;
He looked beyond the old black nose
Into the eyes of Storm.

And what he saw there took him back
Some fifteen years before,
When elements combined to wrack
His Scottish island shore........

The gale in squalling anger thrashed,
Black thunderclouds were spoiling.
Cruel rain in glassy needles lashed
The sea to cauldron boiling.

Wild lightning set the skies afire,
Harsh thunder clamoured scorn;
Such tempest did all hell conspire!
The night the pup was born.

Old Jim, by lamp of kerosene,
In meagre shed presided
Upon a birth which might have been
By Providence provided.

‘Twas at the tumult’s raging height
Beyond the ‘witching hour
Those first drawn breaths in dead of night
Defied the thunder’s power.

And in the cold, soft, eerie light
That was the grey dawn’s form,
In memory of that fearful night
He named his new pup..... Storm.

‘Twixt man and Border Collie grew
Such bond of faith unspoken
Which through the years was born anew
And still remains unbroken.

Oft in routine where doubt would lie,
Approval would prevail
By telepathic amber eye,
Or wag of bushy tail.

So in that sparse, unyielding land
Bereft of nature’s frills;
Storm learned survival’s sleight of hand
And honed his shepherd skills.

As when that mighty taloned, beaked
Assassin of the skies
In predatory plummet peaked,
None heard the young lamb’s cries....

Save Storm, who from his watch-post raced
With speed of bullet rifled.
Not since, that hawk, by jaws embraced
With lamb nor flock had trifled!

Old Jim recalled the moment well,
When fishing was his love;
He sore misjudged the ocean swell
‘spite barking from above..........

The towering wave that plucked him
From his rugged rocky pier,
His vision rendered vaguely dim;
The hand of death was near.......

In depths of frenzied tidal rip
On jagged rocks he smote,
Then felt the jaws of courage grip
The collar of his coat.

Storm pulled with all his strength and might
In mortal combat matched;
‘Til from the crazed foam’s deadly bite
His master’s life he snatched.

Thus many halcyon years passed
In work and play and slumber
But fate’s cold hand in dice-play cast
One final deadly number.

Old Jim grew weaker, pale and gaunt
He knew his time was brief.
And radiation  scarce would daunt
This creeping tissue thief.

Time’s rolling stream flowed, unrestrained.
Yet Storm,  he knew the score;
As Father Time, alas, constrained
His legs, once swift and sure.

Now, in the embers’ dying glow
Jim raised his trembling hand,
And softly stroked the face that so
Much seemed to understand.

Then, as he closed his eyes in prayer,
And life began to end,
Upon his cheek, a last kiss there
Came from his dearest friend.

Outside, the moon, in mourning bowed,
Her silver gleam in hiding
As once again, the thunder growled
In dark, foreboding tiding.

As Storm lay down beside Old Jim
The air grew damp and colder.
He rested weary head and limb
Upon the old man’s shoulder.

And as the rain began to fall
Upon that lowly croft
Storm heard his master’s final call
Ride on the gale aloft.

So well he knew that nature’s power,
The herald of his birth,
Bore tribute to the very hour
He’d end his time on earth.

On midnight’s breath of rolling gale
Two spirits rose as one
No bond of love can time assail
.........In Heaven’s morning sun.

©1999 Rod Walford
© Copyright 1999 Rod Walford - All Rights Reserved
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1 posted 12-10-1999 05:47 AM       View Profile for Severn   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Severn

This is amazing, Rod.
What a journey.
You should submit this to Story Poems.

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2 posted 12-10-1999 06:43 AM       View Profile for Marge Tindal   Email Marge Tindal   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Marge Tindal's Home Page   View IP for Marge Tindal

Rod -
This is such a beautiful story of the true kinship bond between us and our pets.
I had a Border Collie once who was as much a part of me as Storm was to Jim.  
My Killian is remembered with a tear as I read your touching tale.
Thank you and hope to see more of you here.

 ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~
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3 posted 12-10-1999 07:52 AM       View Profile for suthern   Email suthern   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for suthern

I love this!!! What a great story... well done!  
Betty Gravitt
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4 posted 12-10-1999 08:56 AM       View Profile for Betty Gravitt   Email Betty Gravitt   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Betty Gravitt

This is beautiful. My little black dog (dynamite) and I thank you. He is my best friend.  

 B Gravitt

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5 posted 12-10-1999 06:00 PM       View Profile for Nan   Email Nan   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Nan's Home Page   View IP for Nan

'Tis wonderful indeed to have a new poet among us who so artfully writes in structured verse - and conveys such a wonderful story in the process....  ... You're in!!! There's no escaping us now....
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6 posted 12-10-1999 06:04 PM       View Profile for U K Hero   Email U K Hero   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for U K Hero

Excellent, bravo, bravo.
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7 posted 12-10-1999 06:06 PM       View Profile for Kevin   Email Kevin   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Kevin

this is great, id write more but im about to read it again than im goin out to get a puppy =)
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8 posted 12-10-1999 06:48 PM       View Profile for Saxoness   Email Saxoness   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Saxoness

This was an astoundlingly beautiful poem...the kind that erases all other events around you while you read. Bravo!

 "Glory remains unaware of my neglected dwelling where alone
I sing my tearful song which has charms only for me."

-Charles Brugnot

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9 posted 12-12-1999 04:21 PM       View Profile for Denise   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Denise

I enjoyed this Rod! Wonderful, touching tale!


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10 posted 12-12-1999 04:39 PM       View Profile for hoot_owl_rn   Email hoot_owl_rn   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit hoot_owl_rn's Home Page   View IP for hoot_owl_rn

Rod this is so heartfelt and touching. What a wonderful tale you have woven through your rhythm and rhyme  
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11 posted 12-12-1999 06:24 PM       View Profile for Theraaven   Email Theraaven   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Theraaven

This is great, I am glad I wandered in and read it. Thanks
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12 posted 12-12-1999 06:27 PM       View Profile for Tara Simms   Email Tara Simms   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Tara Simms's Home Page   View IP for Tara Simms

This is a wonderful tale!  It actually gave me goosebumps.

 It matters not how strait the gate;
How charged with punishments the scroll;
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
--W.E. Henley

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13 posted 12-12-1999 07:09 PM       View Profile for Balladeer   Email Balladeer   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Balladeer's Home Page   View IP for Balladeer

Excellent verse, Rod.
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14 posted 12-12-1999 07:18 PM       View Profile for Eloise   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Eloise

Wow Rod this was wonderful.  The imagery was excellent.
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15 posted 12-12-1999 07:55 PM       View Profile for Martie   Email Martie   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Martie's Home Page   View IP for Martie

Wonderful Rod--the goose bumps are mine too.  What a story, well told.
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16 posted 12-13-1999 10:15 PM       View Profile for Pepper   Email Pepper   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Pepper

To think I almost missed this....that would surely have been my loss...
This was a stirring piece written with excellence. I enjoyed the read so very much Rod....

 A soul that writes from the heart and shares it, truly gives a gift extraordinaire!

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