Smoky Hoss

Bronze Star - 2,973 Points (01 may 1962 / U.S.A.)

Flying - Poem by Smoky Hoss

All life through
Just the two -
Two birds freely flying
Two birds tacitly trying -
Together they always flew
Because they always knew
To not fly
Was to die -
Therefore, together, they always, always flew...
Right up until,
The very day their lives were through...

When they were gone
Friends gathered to sing them this love song:
'Birds of a feather were they
Always flying together unto the last day -
For what they knew is true,
Birds of a feather
Die fearless, and freest, together -
They never stopped flying,
They never stopped trying,
Until dying
They went forever together,
To freely fly
And never more die,
Nor even part -
Eternally connected, soul to soul,
And heart to heart. '


Comments about Flying by Smoky Hoss

  • Freshman - 774 Points Juan Olivarez (8/18/2011 6:31:00 PM)

    No wonder I hadn't heard from Heckle and Jeckle in a while. Just kidding Smokey great write, I loved it. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 66 Points Craig Anderson (8/14/2011 10:41:00 AM)

    Stunning write as always Smoky. A beautiful analogy of going through life with the one you love also.
    Regards.
    Craig. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 14, 2011

Poem Edited: Sunday, August 14, 2011


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