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A changeling spirit,
constantly evolving,
revolving around an inner core,
spinning forth legend and lore,
stories and lives
as I come to grips
with who and what I am,
have been and may be.
I am a phoenix:
rising ever above and beyond!
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Construct Cup V 2.0 #818449 added June 2, 2014 at 8:21am
Restrictions: None
Eulogy for an Old Man
Prompt for: June 1, 2014
Subject or Theme: Personal & Historical Event (something from recent public history that effected you)
Word(s) to Include: blame, morning
Forbidden Word(s): grief, happy, history, remember, sad, think, thought, tragedy, tragic (or any derivatives of these words)
Additional Parameters: minimum 24 lines of free verse. Remember, do not use words ANYWHERE, including title.
Old, odd man perched above the
notch. Steadfast as granite was he:
with flinty-eye visage, stoic forehead
and stubborn chin. Wrinkles marbled his
skin, etchings of time
and wear and age.
He weathered well,
most everybody said.
Seeing him meant I was almost
home. He'd stare out over the Notch,
his never wavering gaze seeking, searching to the
east. Just always there: faithful, patient, enduring.
Made of that rock-solid substance
that flows through the veins of all
who call New Hampshire home.
He collapsed that morning, or
perhaps
the night
before,
unheard,
unseen. There was nothing
anyone could do, no one to blame
for his fall. He was there; then he
was not. He was quarter-ed and
drawn. His was the face of a
people, a state of mind where
there is no acceptable
alternative to living free.
Daniel Webster once said: "Men hang out their signs indicative of their respective trades; shoemakers hang out a gigantic shoe; jewelers a monster watch, and the dentist hangs out a gold tooth; but in the mountains of New Hampshire, God Almighty has hung out a sign to show that there He makes men."
http://www.wmur.com/news/nh-news/Old-Man-of-the-Mountain-collapse-anniversary/19...
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