Boot Hill

final revision

Sleep, skimming senses, 

towards the slow saddling ride

up canyon along the last stuttering mile, 

bending ache of Resurrection Hill 

to the cold drop denouement 

checkpoint of our youth’s hanging intentions.

Come morning, the penultimate poem, 

sharp echo of tight lipped companions 

au revoir compañero, still to be written.

Ken e Bujold

Author's Note

a bit of tightening, slight line revisions etc

Reviews

[JD Major]

I'm a big fan of Westerns, and the iconic Boot Hill, and of course addicted to writing, so this one got my attention. Thanks, Ken, a real feelings-grabber, a stirring write.

[Stuart Munro]

Very good as usual Ken ,
Fav line , skimming senses
Sec fav line ,inching hips
Third fav line ,bending ache of resurrection

[Ken e Bujold]

thanks stu

[Stuart Munro]

It’s a pleasure Ken

[red93]

High time you got a Book out Ken if you haven't already - nothing cheers me up more than seeing those Sales for the Amazon EBooks steadily accumulating. Your Writing is certainly at the level where you should be considering Publishing a Book if you haven't already. Obviously if you have Published already, clue me in please.

[Ken e Bujold]

currently compiling and editing a collection with pub date tentatively set for late march or early april. previously two small chapbooks now out of print in the 80s (neither of which I currently am considering for reprint, prefer them where they are, buried). then a period of idleness (making money ;) also just finished a private publishing for my wife "In the Key of Musica" which will be pub to wider audience if and when she decides (her xmas gift) otherwise it is hers to gift PDF to friends. I made a living for a long time off of words tony, (advertising pr) but only now am i re engaging in writing for myself. but as prolific as i appear on here, this is workshopping, and the revisions are a long slow process for me. keep you informed though, and thanks for the encouragement
ken

[red93]

👍👍👍👍👍

[John]

Undoubtedly grim, but so eloquently put. What poet has not thought of himself as an outlaw gunslinger, resurrected every time one of his poems is read? Writing, as you have said, is something we are compelled to do. Call it a vocation, if you want a fancy word. There is no retirement. We all in a sense die with our boots on.

[AYVID N]

Youth flies away fast and then comes the bracing and saddling up for the ride into the unknown. This is not how one imagines it indeed. We come from wherever, so unprepared and we go away the same way.

cold drop box denouement ....I liked that so much. Sounds so bleak and so final.

I don't know what my last poem will be but the thought of it clutches my heart cold.

[Red Brick Keshner]

Quite a depth to be swum in this poem. The last portion brings it to a sobering end. Intense reading.

[S.zaynab.kamoonpury]

A fine sublime poem muse and i like the great word choice here. Kudos!

Plz also read and comment my newest poem too.