" Ancient Warrior Of My Dreams..Part 1

 

Ancient Warrior of my dreams"

          Share with me your stories

                         Over and over

                             ……………….Again

Let my ears hear your grief

            Your painful feelings

                ………………. Lean on me

 Cry on my shoulder

     Use my soul, my heart

             To wipe your tears

                      Hold my hand

          ……………….. Let’s journey

Back to times of eras

   "Warrior of my dreams”

        Intruder of my Illusions

           In your hands you

             ........…..Hold my essence

 

In this solace quiet winter night

      I see murky painful silhouettes

           Shaded in your face

                    As they dance around

                                 ………your soul

 

 Share with me tonight

      Your dreams, your sorrows

                     ……… Your passion

 

Your intimate secrets

                   But only with

                             ………..Me

 

 Tonight in my dreams

                Goodnight my…........

    "Ancient Warrior of my dreams"

                       "Ancient Warrior of my dreams"

                             Copyright by Yolanda Hernandez

          Aka Morning Star 03/08

 

 

 

Author's Note

Reviews

[Magdelena]

This was a absolutely stunning piece and I feel so privileged to have read it.. You took me to places of imagery that few have ever done.. What a masterpiece!

mags xx

[Mauricio Montoya]

Wow apart from the visual affects this an amazing piece. I like the line SHARE WITH ME YOUR STORIES as you read you can Imagen the different legends that could be told. Excellent write.

[Ruth]

Absolutely beautiful love!
A stunning poem, great imagery, love the title too:)
Beautifully mastered and really moving!
xx

[Coyote Poetry]

A beautiful poem and photos. My poor father was Ojibwa. He found peace in the Korea war and Vietnam. His Native American blood cries out for freedom. His only freedom was soldiers and war. In the 1950. A Native American man got little respect. My father demanded it. He insured I got educated. He told me if I became dumb he would kill me." You must have education and never allow the white people to look down at you." We need people to hold us up and love us. Thank you for the beautiful poem and photos.
Coyote

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

deeply moving~ ethereal draw of emotions through your beautiful poem~

[Norma M Sutton]

This is lovely. I think that maybe we all are looking for this.

[Sports Girl]

Wow I really liked this. It was so good and I liked the music and pictures they helped make the poem better.