romantic and untouchable

[Todd Duncan Tennyson]

The sky
was a perfect blue
romantic and untouchable

far away and up
into a different world

as far as I could see
wild and alive
forever

something I could nearly touch


i laid down in the dry september grass
alone
but for my old bird dogs

they laid right with me
& we took a rest

took off my big black boots
& laughed aloud

had a blast of something strong
to keep me ok
thinking
how lucky i was

a crazy lost soul
in a place
nobody'd ever know

I'd finally made it.

gigantic billowing clouds
blew away
up and free


like they were set loose to do just that

i watched them float up
high and over me

the cranes and geese were flying south
calling to anyone
that might hear

I could chase the dogs all day
i could do anything

hard and real
lean
and ready


in wild mountains

deep canyons
and riffles in creeks far below

that called me down to them

i could go as far as I wanted

i could have pushed it past the edge of the hillsides

but I pulled it back
my great restraint

with a hunting vest full of birds
my old 20 gauge
and the dogs to attend to

the creek had nearly run dry
but there was still just enough water

for me and the dogs to get a loop.

 

[greg setter]

nice verse Todd!

 

[roy brewington]

Beautiful verse. Brought back memories of following my Brittany years ago after mister bob.

 

[Todd Duncan Tennyson]

I miss the bird dogs and the September sky. Strong legs were good too.