Brother To The Hawk

As I mentioned on Sunday, with the passing of a friend last year I wrote two poems in his honor. One which was posted on Sunday and this one, which at the risk of repeating myself was framed and mounted along with a picture of  a hawk in flight (see below) by his sister-in-law Janice and was presented to his wife Maureen. After reposting “A True Man’s Passing” this weekend, I received very touching responses of appreciation  from them both. In that Mike had not been  forgotten, as he had wondered! 

      The story behind the poem is as follows. As Mike was being laid to rest a hawk flew low overhead and landed in a nearby tree and watched over the proceedings. Only a few of the many mourners appeared to notice, but the irony was not lost on me. As Mike was an avid outdoorsman, to me it seemed like a tribute from one great hunter to another.

     Please read and enjoy,

Jake.

Brother To The Hawk

 The procession, it was over,

all the words, they had been said,

the priest had finished, his final prayer,

the one, saved for the dead.

We all had said, our last farewell,

to an American, through and true,

when overhead, with a tail of red,

the mighty hawk, he flew.

*

 It was as if, in tribute,

from one hunter, to another,

the passion comes, from deep within,

and at that moment, they were brothers.

The drum and pipes, were finished,

their final note, did fade,

but way up high, the hawk did fly,

and one more, goodbye, he bade.

*

 One more goodbye, one more farewell,

and at least, one more so long,

to a truer man, than you and I,

may the angels, welcome him, with song.

On his earthly accomplishments,

for years, we now, shall talk,

fireman, sportsman, family man,

and brother, to the hawk.

***

 Jack Downing

Jan. 2011

                   

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5 Responses to Brother To The Hawk

  1. This is beautiful. It reminds me of when my grandfather died. On the morning of the funeral, I looked out my front window and saw a beautiful buck standing in the field across the road from our house. It just stood there with its head held high looking toward the house. I’d never seen one there before. My grandfather had always been close to the land and a great hunter, too. It gave me a sense of peace.

    • There is something about a moment like that, which isforever embedded in our minds, and a connectionbetween all livingthings seems so real. Thank you for sharing that story and the image of the buck..And as always for your kind comments.

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      • Chuck DDelaney says:

        Jack, Thank you for helping to keep the memories and spirit of such a special person alive in all of us, though he never would have expected this, that is exactly who he was.

        Chuck

      • He was a special person Chuck, it was an honor to have known him.. I trust and hope all is well with you. Regards to all of Clan Delaney.

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