Beautiful Wooden Indian

Beautiful Wooden Indian

A Poem by Hutch
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A gift from the past

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hidden deep inside an old hardwood forest

where the owl and hawk sing their wilderness choirs

lives a beautiful grandfather white oak tree

with a face carved upon it humans rarely see

 

left beautifully behind so terribly long ago

from a culture driven away in a blinding snow

a marker in a valley saying this is my home

now only a spirit remains forever to roam

 

so many native signs i see and feel

of a peaceful people tilling soil to grow another meal

stone fish traps in the river a mound near a stream

i close my eyes to imagine creating a beautiful dream

 

as the beaver thumps the water building his dams

the river still swims with crayfish and clams

i wonder do they miss him who once walked this land

always watching over them with his spiritual hand

 

 

 

© 2014 Hutch


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Oooooh, You found a treasure and created a treasure.
Both are Gems :-)

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Hutch

9 Years Ago

Wow....I drive a truck like that! Thanks so much for your comment!
Salvagesally

9 Years Ago

LOL .. Still have that truck? It's another month older :-)

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Added on November 8, 2014
Last Updated on November 26, 2014
Tags: Native American, nature, wilderness

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Hutch
Hutch

Taylorsville, GA



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I love to write but wish my writing be more than just grunts of a caveman. i love the outdoors and feel so complete out under the stars. I guess i'm more like a dog than a person...i love a front porc.. more..

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