HST Poem: Back by Popular Demand
For Anita: A Tribute to HST by John Gillespie
Hunter: Legacy
He moved in words
Stitched together in phrases
Cast into thoughts
Gathered into sayings
Or essays or tomes.
Profound, Angry, Noisy, Gonzo
Brilliant, Gentle, Determined….
Ensconced in dreams
Of a better World.
Costumed in an image
Sensed at first as glory
Then as duty,
Finally as burden.
Going gently into
“That dark night”
Was not his Way.
Though I never met him,
Still I find rapport
As lovers of a World
Descending into madness
Find hope in
Tomorrow’s potentiality.
-J.P. Gillespie.
Thank you again!
Anita Thompson
