The Hunter's Apprentice
I
In the green, green glen
In earliest spring,
The court hunter sleeps
As the fair bard sings.
The hunter's party
Doth doze this day,
In the morn they return
To their country gay.
But whilst they rest
None can know
The Hunter's apprentice
Doth bolder grow.
His footfalls step
On silent ground;
He ties a leash
Round his master's hound.
With quick reproach
For yelps of glee,
Apprentice and dog
To the woods do flee.
II
They stalk the trail
Where boar tracks stray,
And do not see
Blue skies turn grey.
In and out
Through thickets thick,
Dog and boy
Do stumble quick;
And push their way,
As best they can,
through brush and briar
Long shunned by man.
In search of hare
Or stag or boar
Boy and dog
Do stumble more,
Till comes the time
He turns around
And looks far forth
At unknown ground.
III
In and out
Run their own tracks,
And above he sees
Grey skies turn black.
As rain drops down,
Cold as ice,
And mist climbs up --
He hears a voice.
The Hunter's shout,
Once strong and loud,
Now mocks itself
Through fog white shroud.
The boy from fear
Answer's not the call,
Only pushes on
The thicket wall.
In chill spring mud
Where warm tears flow
The Hunter's apprentice
Doth cold, cold grow.
I Had A Dream
I had a dream about you last night,
And the dream, it was a poem of all things, temporal and eternal,
For time is a part of this universe,
And it's easier to believe in you than the invisible abyss.
And the poem was a vision of the tides, erasing every trace of man,
For man is a wildfire while the tides ebb and flow ever and anon,
Which feels as a wildfire to the time I knew love.
And the vision was a tear, like those from you that day,
For your eyes have haunted me since, sliding into my life by night.
While the tear for your memory never fell from my eye,
It falls still from my soul.
And the tear was a dream I had last night.
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Submission Name: HuntersApprentice & IHadADream
