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The Crow
by Brian Brannon

I am the flag of the battlefield
I fly upon it by choice
I feed on the flesh of the wounded and dead
While the victors sing and rejoice

Black as death and night is my color
remorseless as time is my creed
My voice is a strident cacophony
attuned to the hell that you breed.

Death, Oh Man, is your birthright
tied to your violence and greed
Death, Oh Man, is your destiny
self-extinction the fate of your seed

When you are gone from the world that you scorned
I will soar on the winds once again
Testament borne to the heights by your deeds
A haunting, pathetic refrain

I will miss you, Oh Man, in the depths of my soul
You once fed the full of my clan
We never will find a more generous friend
than the prodigious killer, called man
Brian Brannon ©2007

 

                                                                                               

Cowboy Poet And Wilderness Guide, BRIAN BRANNON, says:

       
      "The  thing that makes you appreciate country life is what makes you a
poet." In his capacity s a licensed wilderness guide, he has been  all up and down the Rocky Mountain chain from Dawson in the Yukon, to Jackson Hole in beautiful Wyoming. He is a rich man in memories. And he says, "I ain't finished collectin' 'em until I kick the milk bucket over!

      He is from Alberta; and one of his favorite spots is the confluence of the Panther and the Dolmer Rivers. It's just on the eastern side of Banff National Park.
There's an eastern facing grass-covered slope that has a couple spots of spruce growing on it Au Natural, that form a perfect" J "and a perfect "I"; (naturally it's know as the JI hill).  Brian says that when you ride through the canyon of the Panther and get your first glimpse of that mountain....it'll take your breath away. Then again, just about anywhere in Banff  will make any fool feel closer to the Great Spirit. He ought to know...he's a guide who has taken pack trips throughout the west.

 (The photo on the right  is Jeanette Brannon, Brian's wife, trailing in to Yohetta, British Columbia,  after 11 hours on horseback. Brian notes that this was the first time he put her on a horse; and 11 straight hours is enough for most men,,,,but nothing for a  packer. He further notes that when she got to camp, she made supper for the whole crew.   That sounds mighty tough to me.)

         He has had three of his books of poetry published by Hancock House
 Publishers.   Brian is teamed with cowboy poet, Mike Puhallo, and cowboy cartoonist Wendy Liddle on their books- Rhymes on the Range, Can't Stop  Rhymin' on the Range, and Still Rhymin' On The Range
                                               
         Bryan
is at present working on a solo fourth book and a C.D., both tentatively titled Horse-packin' and Poetry.  You can read more of Brian's poems and obtain further information about his books on his web site.   Featured on Brian's web site are some terrific cowboy western poem and photos of the fantastic Alberta, Canada scenery. Don't miss it. It's  just a click away!   http://www.brianbrannon.com

 


Brian Brannon

Box 8 Site 3 R.R.6 
Calgary, Alberta, Canada
T2M-4L5
 403-293-4368
email:
super_guide@hotmail.com


 

       

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