Friday, November 14, 2014
I hear them falling as I walk;
Old dry limbs, worn and weathered
Taking that last long tumble, crashing
Down through the green canopy,
Shattering against the Earth
To be gathered up as firewood
Or kindling for the long winter
That we may sit and remember by the fire.
Sometimes it is the wind,
Sometimes they fall in a perfect silences
For no apparent cause;
The end of long careers aloft
Support for ratty nests of squirrels
Or the neat dwellings of warblers,
Providing shade for aged couples
And dogs strolling below.
Long and useful lives spent,
The branches withhold their secrets;
Mute witnesses to what goes on below
Over which they provide
Cover from the sun,
Blunting of the rain,
Handholds for climbing boys
And soft whispers in the treetops.
As autumn deepens into winter
They fall faster and still faster
Leaving the heights above
To their younger brethren
Old soldiers dying one by one
Their secrets left unshared
Their deeds on our behalf remembered
For but a time by winter firelight
by Tom King
Saturday, November 8, 2014
|David Dwight Spencer (1958-2014)|
An Unassuming Man
He was an unassuming man;
Quiet, moving at the periphery most times,
Sometimes unnoticed, but always noticing.
When something needed done,
He'd appear, toolbox in hand,
A crooked smile and easy-going manner.
A man's true heart is revealed,
Not by what he claims to have done
But by the work he leaves behind.
His handiwork remains in evidence;
Etched in wood and glass and plaster
And in the bones and sinews of his sons.
His heart remains with us a legacy,
One of the meek, who will indeed inherit,
The world made bright and new tomorrow.
He has slipped the surly bonds of Earth tonight.
He has skipped ahead in time and space
To where all Time must go to make its end.
And if he gets there just before us,
And we, at last catch up with him,
It's unlikely he will be unoccupied.
Who knows? But I expect that should
The Master Carpenter need something to be fixed,
That Dave will likely have his toolbox handy.
By Tom King
© 2014 - A tribute to my friend Dave Spencer