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Open Poetry #28

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Tim
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since 1999-06-08

Posts 1794

0 posted 2003-09-12 06:43 PM

In summer's burn the Pawnee dries,
Beneath the wilt of Kansas skies,
Dust devil's dance across bare plain,
Parched and lifeless, devoid of rain,
No movement seen of man nor beast,
When there appears from forth the east,
Atop the rim of endless prairie,
Buffalo soldiers, tired and weary,
Riding back at day's collapse,
To haunting call of bugler's taps.
Before first light horse soldiers rise,
Mount their steeds beneath dawn's skies,
To ride patrol; protect the trail,
In this their quest, they shall not fail,
Across dry bed of Pawnee River,
Into the sear of sun's deliver,
Across the rim of endless prairie,
Ride the soldiers, tired and weary,
Until they fade beyond all sight,
To scout the plains again 'til night,
When they return at day's collapse,
To haunting call of bugler's taps.
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[This message has been edited by Tim (09-12-2003 06:46 PM).]

Sunshine

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Member Empyrean

since 1999-06-25

Posts 63354
Listening to every heart

1 posted 2003-09-12 07:45 PM

Nice to see us on the same wave length,
Sir.

Very nice.

[This message has been edited by Sunshine (09-12-2003 07:48 PM).]

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