Pens At The Ready On The Way To Ashes Windbourne

If, on the way to Ashes Windbourne,
Some esteemed spokespersons
were to unearth my various profiles
- & accompanying passing words -
to assorted frontierless fora where i did loiter
with no particular intent
except perhaps to while away some time.

And if on the way to Ashes Windbourne -
after feasting their eyeballs;
and basting their intellects
in reading the varied submissions
I would've had to own up to
(had they been on time) -
I overheard their compositions,
critiques & comments
formulated at First light
of prior ignorance laid bare.

And if on the way to Ashes Windbourne
I spied upon their screens
The Fountain-head Phrase
Of every single hackneyed hallmark
You ever did hear in tribute to a word-smithy!
But by their reckoning amounts to no less than
THE immortalising paean
After which one need only say
Amen!

"He was a very good storyteller"

So on this, my way to Ashes Windbourne,
I do protest at such damnation with faint praise
For I rather it be said, even with dread

"At times we knew what he was on about, just;
and at others we simply chuckled"

Oh aye, that we did!

(The name popped into my head as the toothbrush roved over my teeth )

I like this..
I Have read it about 3x now and I get more each time I read it.