Just went back to my old haunt for a moment.....I miss that place a lot. I miss a certain person even more which is just plain crazy! This was my absolute last post there.A kind of sad farewell. If you see any symbolism here....trust me you don't wanna know! Here it is:
The SILVERfox watches, eyes glittering with suspicion and his
companion whispers a Quiet comment in his ever twitching ear.
Rupert.B.Bear casts them a cynical smile as he locks the door to his
humble stall in the bazar of the bizarre. R.B.Bear swings his swag onto
his shoulder and walks away, down the dusty street called duplicity.
Bankrupt! Yes belly up in the dust! Like a vanquished gladiator! And
at least one spectator has fallen over laughing. Friends? Yes there
were friends! Now like destiny they stand in silent disbelief, and the
rest chatter like Kookaburras in the soft pre-dawn light. A raucous
cacophony. R.B.Bear smiles as he walks past the field wherein he
enjoyed a picnic with a lady friend...so long ago. In his minds eye he
can see the blood red Studiebaker hawk parked near the old barn. He can
see her happily laying out her red and white chequered blanket, laying
out the contents of the hamper. The wine carafe, the salad, cheese and
Pepperoni. He remembers the sudden storm and the tragic consequences
thereof .
Something died that day. Something he will never understand.
This truly is my swan song........ no going back from here!
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