Open Poetry #14 |
Coyote's Tale |
Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
Coyote was At a time when all Things were different Not the trickster He is today. Once he stood In the center of the circle And was honored for His courage and Stature In the days When man was still One of the tribes, A young chief came To the center And spoke, While standing in Coyotes shadow This young man Had traveled far in His quest to stand At the center of all things So Coyote’s shadow Was welcome relief From the burning Sun. But as time Passed, the young chief Grew restless with Having his view Of the east blocked By Coyote as he Stood and spoke to The day Coyote Turned his back On the young chief For a moment, and When he turned around He saw the man had stolen His shadow and left. Upset coyote vowed To leave the center of All things and the wheel Which turns upon itself To track down this Man For many days Coyote journeyed To the tribe of man And finally entered The village of the chief. Confronting him, Coyote asked where His shadow was and why Had man stolen it? The chief looked At coyote with pale eyes And told him his shadow Had been given over to night In return for a new bride Which he had wed And now carried His child. He then told coyote That he knew where Night kept his shadow, But he would have to promise Never to stand in the center Of all things again If he wished to Find it. Coyote howled Despairing over his loss, But agreed. Now man Stands at the center Of the wheel And coyote searches The darkness For shades of grey That is his shadow Stopping now And again To mourn to The laughing Moon |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
You do have a wonderful way of sharing these....and I would read some more, when you have the time to bring them forward.... thank you.... |
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ATelamon Member
since 2001-02-06
Posts 328Purgatory, Last Staircase, Up |
Ahhh Mon Capitaine Hirsute is your rapier honed these days I fear mine grows dull with disuse Seems rare to find an opponent whose mettle allows for anything but the oh so boringly quick thrust barely a parry then slash and thrust they fall smiling all the while it loses its honor such ahh but to toil again in focus and actually use my proper hand how I miss those swipes so close nicks that redden the sash indeed toss your gauntlet at your leisure if nothing more than for old times sake I am of course at your service Welcome aboard Ron Le Capitaine Regarde offers his salute and awaits your pleasure "The most redeeming facet of life is that we have the comfort of knowing it will end. Death doth love equally." [This message has been edited by ATelamon (edited 06-07-2001).] |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
Tis a wonderful ancient story you have put to verse, Cpat. It is good to read it again...and ATelamon, I knew him not by name, but certainly when his tongue was unfolding I recodgnized it...and there he placed his moniker for me to know for certain. I would so enjoy the duel of swords between you two again. Just this taste is invigorating despite the chaos that seems to dwell within my very core today. |
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Tiersdin Member Elite
since 2000-11-17
Posts 2364east coast |
I still love this one, Captain... *smiles* ~Tier |
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Watersign6 Senior Member
since 2001-05-25
Posts 823Hurricane,WV |
this is very intriguing to me and enjoyable to read |
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