Stand & Deliver

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Poem about a childhood hero.

Submitted: May 12, 2017

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Submitted: May 12, 2017



When I was a young boy playing

In the small town fields

Head full of magic imagine

time travel, space, pirates


My daydream disturbed

Horses hooves clomped

Through dust cloud shroud

Horseback figure approached.


The dust breeze cleared

I stared in shock at the rider

Three cornered hat and pistol

White stripe across his face.


He leaped from his mount

In slow motion replay

Friend or foe, he asked

I just stared and shrugged.


He told the story of his life

Tall tales of ships and highways

This charming outlaw prince

Money, fame, glory, madness.


Last night, three decades on

I heard horses hooves again

I rushed out into the street

Peering into the fog


The horse moved closer

The highwayman had returned

He was older and scarred from

Skirmishes on land and sea.


Don't you ever, don't you ever

He growled in an ancient voice

His words carried away on the wind

He tipped his black hat.


Then he was gone, vanished

I looked but could see nothing

In the thick fog sheets

The sound of hooves fading.


Before you interrupt and ask

If I'm sure this really happened

Yes, of course it did, I insist

I'm adamant.

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