None but me stand; waves of anger and sorrow flood my depths as I
see the ground beneath me soaked in the souls of my people.The bonfire blazes, I have laid out the drums
and pipe to call the spirits, though I have not a kinsman to beat the drums or pass
the pipe.Great care will be given to
send them to the stars.
My heart and mind can hear
both music and song as my feet begin the dance of death to send them on their
journey. “Mother, father of days long lived receive these people of noble
honor. Cradle my son and make him a man and give comfort to his mother.”
The wind whispers in my ear but will not tell me what destroyed
this place. I know not what beast or devil laid waste to my people. Braves dead
without a fight, maidens lifeless with no hope of a kiss and I away looking for
a new place for us to live. Now my walk will be without life as I prepare to
dance.
The memories of their faces line the circle. Heavy are their souls
waiting for me to release them. I have taken great care to my costume every
feather and bead in place. My dance follows the trail of the moon my heart is
heavy as is my feet and with the rising of the sun I leave the valley of bitter
waters.
Read slow and see if you can incorporate the rhythm to the words that are blooming, drumming,a low vibration to rumble,to tighten a jaw line,a crow caw to bring us to the carrion, so we the readers can dance in your path.our tears smoke on the nights cool moon light.
I liked it, it was a very beautiful poem. and I liked the photo as well, it caught my eye.
6 Years Ago
Hi Cherrie, Great Title. Great story. I enjoyed it immensely. Wow! It has all of the elements .. read moreHi Cherrie, Great Title. Great story. I enjoyed it immensely. Wow! It has all of the elements of the American Indian people. It is a little known fact that most of the people who lived here before us died from the diseases we brought here with us from other lands. You tuched on that subject niecly. Great story all around. Thanks! Earl
6 Years Ago
I seen the photo and the story just came from that. I wanted it to have a very historical sound
My Dear Writing Friend,
Well you officially have one adoring fan in this world. This piece reminds me of something out of “Black Elk Speaks”. Your good, have you ever considered longer stories?
Read slow and see if you can incorporate the rhythm to the words that are blooming, drumming,a low vibration to rumble,to tighten a jaw line,a crow caw to bring us to the carrion, so we the readers can dance in your path.our tears smoke on the nights cool moon light.
I liked it, it was a very beautiful poem. and I liked the photo as well, it caught my eye.
6 Years Ago
Hi Cherrie, Great Title. Great story. I enjoyed it immensely. Wow! It has all of the elements .. read moreHi Cherrie, Great Title. Great story. I enjoyed it immensely. Wow! It has all of the elements of the American Indian people. It is a little known fact that most of the people who lived here before us died from the diseases we brought here with us from other lands. You tuched on that subject niecly. Great story all around. Thanks! Earl
6 Years Ago
I seen the photo and the story just came from that. I wanted it to have a very historical sound
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