Ghosts On The Lake

And while the mist rounded the corner

 Covering the water like a cast off bridal veil,

It was then that I saw two hunters in its wake

Eyeing the field, the charges break the surface

Then the duo; in reverse.

The lake was silent for so long 

I wondered if I had dreamed them. 

Finally in their own time, they resurfaced

With hardly a ripple

And I still was not convinced.

The ghosts above dove again - longer this time

The glass not betraying them until they returned to my world

their call resounding through the smoky air.

The sun was higher now, 

and they carried on around the bend

leaving me unsure I had seen anything at all.

For The Presidents

The Fight