Todd Duncan Tennyson
Well-known member
New Years eve 2010
Is just like a blur
An alarm is ringing in my ears
In a dream I had
half ended
I set myself upright
dumbfounded
as often I am
I try to remember
something from a dream
I might have had last night
There was water and mist and evergreens
And the sun was somewhere
Elsewhere
I put on my boots and stumbled to the door
Opened it and cursed the driving rain
Connected and lit the bomber’s lights
with connections soldered on corroded copper wires
from way back in June
We’re all pulled again
through the mill town
Everyone is asleep
down the river
in the row houses just above the water line
my brother waits in the lot
with his bird dog “Kodi”
As I roll up to the pumps
A houndsman fuels up
Mike walks up and has a talk
He knows all about it
The hounds seem ready to go
Necks craned out the portals of their boxes
Noses sifting gasoline and diner food
A little girl in red rubber boots
that had a father who cared enough to bring her along
She helped her father fuel the truck
“after bobcats or coons, or are you just coming back?”
Mike Asked.
They were just getting started and about to cross the state line
To run the hounds for the very first time
In the new year
“Well good luck, you guys take good care and have fun” Mike said
We loaded Kodi and our gear,
I gave Mike a copy of a book by Mathewson
“Happy 2010” I said
“I am not very good at reading, I haven’t the patience” he remarked
“Neither do I,
you are still going to read the book”
I said
We arrived at our launch and crossed the big water
passed the lights and piers
Mike knows where I need the light to be
kodi stands up on the gunnels and lets the wind flap back his ears
We make our way through the pilings and the shoals
Across big water boiling
up and over meetings and stems of energy released
from far away
Carried out and into deep dark water
There was water and mist and evergreens
And the sun was somewhere,
Elsewhere.
Birds fluttered in
locked
and folded to the blasts
Big birds from Alberta and Saskatchewan flew and fell
The tide washed in and far back into the islands
Unstoppable and cold
The tide pushed and swelled and pulsed into all the hidden coves
In silent waves and swells that rocked the hull off of the land
Birds seldom go missing with Kodi
It makes for a long swim sometimes
There is no denying the joy that mike has when his dog brings back a retrieve
It would seem as though Kodi prefers Mallard
I suppose only he will ever know
Is just like a blur
An alarm is ringing in my ears
In a dream I had
half ended
I set myself upright
dumbfounded
as often I am
I try to remember
something from a dream
I might have had last night
There was water and mist and evergreens
And the sun was somewhere
Elsewhere
I put on my boots and stumbled to the door
Opened it and cursed the driving rain
Connected and lit the bomber’s lights
with connections soldered on corroded copper wires
from way back in June
We’re all pulled again
through the mill town
Everyone is asleep
down the river
in the row houses just above the water line
my brother waits in the lot
with his bird dog “Kodi”
As I roll up to the pumps
A houndsman fuels up
Mike walks up and has a talk
He knows all about it
The hounds seem ready to go
Necks craned out the portals of their boxes
Noses sifting gasoline and diner food
A little girl in red rubber boots
that had a father who cared enough to bring her along
She helped her father fuel the truck
“after bobcats or coons, or are you just coming back?”
Mike Asked.
They were just getting started and about to cross the state line
To run the hounds for the very first time
In the new year
“Well good luck, you guys take good care and have fun” Mike said
We loaded Kodi and our gear,
I gave Mike a copy of a book by Mathewson
“Happy 2010” I said
“I am not very good at reading, I haven’t the patience” he remarked
“Neither do I,
you are still going to read the book”
I said
We arrived at our launch and crossed the big water
passed the lights and piers
Mike knows where I need the light to be
kodi stands up on the gunnels and lets the wind flap back his ears
We make our way through the pilings and the shoals
Across big water boiling
up and over meetings and stems of energy released
from far away
Carried out and into deep dark water
There was water and mist and evergreens
And the sun was somewhere,
Elsewhere.
Birds fluttered in
locked
and folded to the blasts
Big birds from Alberta and Saskatchewan flew and fell
The tide washed in and far back into the islands
Unstoppable and cold
The tide pushed and swelled and pulsed into all the hidden coves
In silent waves and swells that rocked the hull off of the land
Birds seldom go missing with Kodi
It makes for a long swim sometimes
There is no denying the joy that mike has when his dog brings back a retrieve
It would seem as though Kodi prefers Mallard
I suppose only he will ever know
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