Soliloquy Echoes in a Western Sky

the town had just come into view
as the western sky turned a brilliant blue
he pulled up alongside a prickly pear
lit up a stogie and rested his mare

how long will this beauty last 
he'd wonder
the calm was hushed by distant thunder
no time to doddle 
as the blue went gray
it's rollin' in fast 
best be on our way

the echoes roll in the western sky
farmer's plea answered 
by the Lord on high
let's pray for peace and the end of change
Our Heaven on earth 
this open range

Deckard

I began writing poetry when I was a teenager and it truly saved me from a destructive path. 'Time Heals' will be on my grave stone'. I have 3 incredible kids who are the greatest gifts that God has given me. If I have advice to give to aspiring...

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