on a last day

no broken arrow, no
broken fears. no broken
sorrow. no broken years.
each all gone at full
strength. as the studied
length of the day became
its own measure of
campaigning what was offered
and gained, probing and
writing history at every
last step of the way,
morning and night every
day, laughing at himself
as each volume finished
found its way to the
history shelf. sometime
later to be read, writ
without a broken arrow
as life has been nothing
more than the battle
between the eagle and
the mighty sparrow. after
all, all is to laugh my
friend- writers we are,
men with no beginning
sometimes foolishly hoping
for an end, on a last
day
-old jim
6/28/13
Copyright 2013 Jim Champagne
www.vicsocotra.com
June 29, 2013
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