Frank E Gibbard Posted May 13, 2009 Share Posted May 13, 2009 In days when the plains thundered with thousands of hooves Nature’s bounty was as munificent as the brightening dawn That warmed the chilled hides of the by now fireless tepees The stirring bodies grudgingly quit proximity to spent embers The sun stippling the smoky gloom betokened its silent alarm Customary dial of the diurnal clock until the dying of the day As it traversed the yawning sky all eye the cyclical procession Of the early orb their guiding light before the late arriving moon Awakening collective response now motivated a spurt of activity Like so many opened blooms the tribal society popped domiciles Squaws carrying infants readied a breast for a much needed feed Braves rustle up their roustabouts to un-corral their fleetest mustang Would-be warriors loose off a few blunt trainee arrows at odd dogs The gamut of rural activity burgeons throughout the camp concourse Peace reigned in a blissful way of unchallenged domesticity this day And then the detachment rode as ordered descending like a tornado Soldiers in blue - as they always seem to do - at movie’s end arrived (scene from Soldier Blue depicting a US cavalry massacre in this link) http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=uqgSWb1v4rE Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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