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Author Name: FreeShe Whispers 6 Comments
Date Added: July 13, 2013 18:07:04 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Type: Free Verse
Category: Historical/The Old West Add To Favorites | Text Only
The Guns Of Hell

The meanest storm of the century
hit West Texas with destroying fury 

Massive hands of clapping thunder
with dancing screaming lightning
was howling into the world
of total darkness

Huge trees bending,Twisting and cracking
under the weight of savage snarling winds

Thousands of summer leaves
were tearing away with anger
from its very life force

Drenching rain falling from the black heavens
flooding the trembling world below.



Out of now where
the monster of darkness,
came riding out of the gates of hell

 A Wild Fire stallion
 he sat upon with hate
Death demons rode at his side 

He wore a old dark wet slicker
a large weathered  black hat
pulled down covering
his face of death

Slowly he rode into ghostly cow town
his mean searching eyes looked all around
at every movement and crashing sound

Lightning flashed then snapped like leather
whips, revealing the red cold eyes
and a deep scar across
his ugly snarling face 

He stepped off his spooky blazing horse
and tied him up, slowly he walked through
swinging weathered doors of the old saloon

Time Stopped

 Music Stopped

Laughter Stopped

They all felt death walk inside the door
his guns hung low they all knew 
this well known gun slinger
was here to kill

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Comment By: FreeFirestone Feinberg on July 15, 2013 10:28:52 AM Report

A   C L A S S I C  !   

Comment By: PremiumDan J. Mazurek on July 15, 2013 09:04:43 AM Report

Hugo was our storm and enough for me in my lifetime.

I made this a favorite to remind me who controls the wind.

thanks you surprise me with the change of your venue.

Comment By: FreeAlistair Muir on July 15, 2013 06:46:02 AM Report

Too long have I been absent from your exquisite words -- this is just so wonderful dear lady --



Comment By: PremiumBlake Hightdudis on July 14, 2013 12:39:30 AM Report
Wow very well written, excellent me friend.
Comment By: FreeTomahawk on July 13, 2013 10:52:56 PM Report

With all fury and hellfire, the agent of the devil himself, took arbitrarily his victims, in a maelstrom of retribution. Great imagery and purpose, India....well done.



Comment By: FreeWide Awake on July 13, 2013 07:33:39 PM Report
Utterly awesome India!  I loved this!

Some of the images were just so clear and tangible that i SAW them! ~(Rare for me)


The lightning flashing then snapping like leather was unique and poignant.


I saw this poem, felt this poem, heard this poem...was truly drawn into this poem.


Very of your of my new favorites~

Little Fox~




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