Waverly, Colorado 6:00 AM August 14, 2016,
Wonderful glory, and beer fumes till dawn, in a lean-to that looks upon fields like a lawn. For this is the kingdom, of barren red sun, the steppes of the front range of heaven. Those boys in their hidden tattoos, those knights that fight dragons, that no one has a clue. Says Bleda to brother Shen, “let’s dig a hole there, fill it with water, and trap us that bear. The one who took our sheep, lets skin him alive, let his hide cover our feet. All winter a song, truth praise to the maker, it will be so long. With snow upon the ground, nothing in Waverly will admit a sound. We’ll be swords in hiding, Huns without our bounds, and come spring we’ll be so tall. We’ll work in the fields, it won’t be so long, our bare backs turned over, making us strong”.
“Climb down that open well”, Pa says to Octar, “prime it, till water drills down to hell. The water brings us life, the Huns of Waverly, will drink to suffice, and all of these open fields, and we’ll plant grain to heaven, the rich soil we’ll till. And hail to the dawn, bring Shen and Bleda, our secrets withheld. We’re farmers or we’re ghost, higher than glory, lord of the host, and all that nature brings, we bring on back in triple our deed. In triple of our deed”.
Its legend or truth that lives on, ancestral lineage that turns over ground, and the Colorado sun, makes father and sons spiritually found. From time and places they trace. Footprints in consciousness of another place, when they brought the Roman down. Once warriors now farmers, they’ve traced what they’ve found. And when Attila their father says “go”, they jump to their feet, with seeds they do sew. For they can never die, even in death their spirits suffice, to conquer all that’s soil, for life’s in the dirt, when ashes do spill, when ashes do spill unto life’s great unknown. – – 08.14.2016 – דָּנִיֵּאל
Just ‘Wow’ Daniel.
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Thank you so much Jenny. 🙂
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You’re welcome my friend ☺️
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plain and simple, this.is your best yet. Wonderful writing ❤❤❤
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Thank you Ruby. More than I deserve.
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I think not Daniel your writing is magical!
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Daniel this is.masterful.
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Thank you Heather, as always I appreciate your reading and commenting. 🙂
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It’s the highlight of my day to read your writing! 🙂
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I love this!!!
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Thank you so much Raquel for always reading and your supporting comments.
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Your very welcome! ❤
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what a wonderful write.❤
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Thanks Heather. 🙂
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It’s so nice to read an upbeat, unique piece of work like this. I really enjoy your writing.
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Thank you Blaire. I am thrilled you enjoyed this. It was fun writing it.
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I could tell! 😉
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Your imagery is astonishing. I found this to read this morning, and it made my day.
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❤
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🙂
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Once again you surprise me with your writing versatility. You paint the American West in detail in your prose surpassed by no other. This is great!
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Thank you Charlie. I love the west, both it’s fabulous raucous history and present. 😉
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The Huns, is another favorite for me Daniel. They seem to be adding up! 😉
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As always Bill, thank you for your support.
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I have to agree with Bill, and your many other readers, I find each work you present to be a unique perspective on some subject matter, that I quickly add to my favorites list.
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Thank you Stafford.
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Your Americana, at it’s best! Well done Daniel!
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Thanks so much Dennis. 🙂
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Fantastic writing!
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Thank you.
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Your wording, and rhyme is marvelous. I am happy I found your blog.
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Thank you so much, I am happy you found the blog too.
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I am looking forward to reading more!
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