Deja Vu

I walk a trail I've never trod

and spot a dry stone wall

A memory spikes for each these rocks

my fingers placed them all

Far out of time and in this place

I built that wall of stone

From the creek bed far below

I hauled each one alone

Two hundred years and more have passed

since that wall was laid

Cold fingers mashed and knuckles barked

the bloody toll was paid

From mid-west roots I've been drawn

to this wood down east

To lay to rest a haunting dream

where once my life was ceased

To hide a tryst I built a nest

that blended with the land

A lovers lodge built in the hill

a hunters place to stand

A brutal man had forced my hand

her hurt I could not bare

She stole my heart I stole her love

what price I did not care

Off beaten paths I hide our tracks

but trackers born will find

One night is ours these happy hours

love burnt into each mind

This aching heart wake with a start

dream or memory fade

Rock wall evokes a deathly chill

too cold to be just shade

Deja vu

Richard Higley© Mar 2011