Bora born
Last dreams they come _
an ode to Ron Flett
The fisherman by rite set some standard
in how his long life must come to an end.
The message passed to those who would listen
no food would he take like fair weather friends.
A determined mind by strength of his will
set the scene for the final weeks of life.
The cairns base stretched raw patience, keepers of
time danced through lost shadows each lonely night.
Goodbyes said to those worthwhile he cared for
advice he would give if someone should ask.
Oh! to argue the never ending story
to speak your truth voices rise to the task.
Times plus times he had asked for forgiveness
from his maker, in those quiet times of night.
His friend he remembered had teared in sadness
real men know to do this no questions asked.
They took him home for one last visit then
onto a home for palliative care.
With most things in life he took no prisoners
just talking straight, let the devil beware.
At sunrise he left on his life's journey
as most seem to do who reach an old age.
By the pyramid's mystery river
which flows to the sea, what more can I say.
- O -
© 20th may 2022 _ Ioan James Daniel
The fisherman by rite set some standard
in how his long life must come to an end.
The message passed to those who would listen
no food would he take like fair weather friends.
A determined mind by strength of his will
set the scene for the final weeks of life.
The cairns base stretched raw patience, keepers of
time danced through lost shadows each lonely night.
Goodbyes said to those worthwhile he cared for
advice he would give if someone should ask.
Oh! to argue the never ending story
to speak your truth voices rise to the task.
Times plus times he had asked for forgiveness
from his maker, in those quiet times of night.
His friend he remembered had teared in sadness
real men know to do this no questions asked.
They took him home for one last visit then
onto a home for palliative care.
With most things in life he took no prisoners
just talking straight, let the devil beware.
At sunrise he left on his life's journey
as most seem to do who reach an old age.
By the pyramid's mystery river
which flows to the sea, what more can I say.
- O -
© 20th may 2022 _ Ioan James Daniel
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Last dreams they come _
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