The Hunter followed the blood trail
Eventide
Prayers honor the Hale
Dappled Sun in motion
The Maidens Morn
The exhausted song of prey
The Hunter let Her hair go
The green sea of Noon
Into His eyes She stared
Bright sunshine on Gunmetal
Brilliant copper sundown
The lonely pistol speaks
The Hunter followed the blood trail
Eventide
Prayers honor Him still
A contest entry
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Comments
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Soul of a Hit Man you have
I love the reference to September Morn one of my favorite paintings. But why did he kill himself?

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nicely done.



