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John Yaws Senior Member
since 1999-10-09
Posts 860Texas 
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“Can’t you hear them calling you”? My Grandpa said to me. “Something on the wild, west wind, which bids me, “come and see”? A voice not heard by everyone, a siren call to some- The call of lonely places, they call, they bid me “Come”! I followed them to the Northwest, a land of snow and trees- And still their voices called me West, across the tropic seas. Hawaii, and the Phillipines; I could not still their voice- I turned my tracks, a homeward course, the Southwest was my choice. The California desert, the burning Yuma sands- The wild and barren wilderness, along the Rio Grande. The lovely Painted Desert, West Texas in the spring, The Hopi Reservation, where the shamans dance and sing. And still the voice keeps calling me, although I’m growing old- I’ll die upon the trackless waste, alone, out in the cold. And if you find my grim remains and wonder where I’m from- I’m just another drifter, whom, the wild voice bade to “Come”. Visit My Home Page http://www.geocities.com/montcogunslinger/Hompage.html |
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Gossamerwings Member
since 2000-07-18
Posts 207 |
GW [This message has been edited by Gossamerwings (edited 07-18-2000).] |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
a beautiful poem Gunslinger, excellently written.< !signature--> the plot of our life sweats in the dark like a face the mystery of childbirth, of childhood itself grave visitations what is it that calls to us?" patti smith [This message has been edited by brian madden (edited 07-18-2000).] |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Some people live their whole lives and never experience that driving passion. Those who do are fortunate, I think. Wherever they die is really their home, isn't it? Another fabulous piece of writing, John! Denise |
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Meadowmuse Member Elite
since 1999-12-27
Posts 3263 |
"the wild voice"... Wonderful writing, Gunslinger. I so enjoy your work. Could a greater miracle take place than for us to look through each other's eyes for an instant?......Henry David Thoreau |
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beowulf_26 Member
since 1999-06-29
Posts 183 |
Nice. Reminds me of the "good times" spent with family camping. |
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