Memories ii


  
reflecting on the nights that passed
memories return from the past

embers glow, tobacco burns
deep is its fiery hue, it cools

the air taken in with a high
expelling breaths with a sigh

buzzing on a rise
heaven or hell, go for that ride

take it for a spin
it’s a win, win

a high plains drifter
spaghetti western shooter

fading into the setting sun
a silhouette of a man and horse on the run

leaving behind trouble
even the good kind

time comes to settle down
old bones start to rattle and hum

sitting every night
watching the light

at the days end, before the dark comes
where the fire in the sky plumbs

a line that spreads far and wide
reflecting memories, measured in stride

as the setting sun fades away
it reminds, tomorrow is another day

Ax

the reference to spaghetti western? as a boy i always wanted to do that. ride into the sun and leave everything behind. looking back, i actually did it. not on a horse but my own two feet. made it now to the place i can rest. no more running and hiding.

peace and love

Antony

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