today with sorrow our good friend mike ford
has gone untimely to his final rest
the waiting dragon fallen on a sword
we feel the need for a final falling chord
to honour both the humour and the zest
today with sorrow our good friend mike ford
of swift verse master and of prose a lord
has sailed in quiet unto the utter west
the waiting dragon fallen on a sword
the movement's done the final page is scored
the sentiments appropriately expressed
today with sorrow our good friend mike ford
is gone and we can now but ill afford
the anger and the forlorn soul's unrest
the waiting dragon fallen on a sword
and now the closing now the final word
with sadness spoken and with grief oppressed
today with sorrow our good friend mike ford
the waiting dragon fallen on a sword
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
25 September 2006
in memory of john m. ford (1957-2006)
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