I can see the reservations
waiting in your eyes,
mud prints of horses
and coyotes running
across your irises.
I can see the iron
of determination
in your hands
and the herbs
of wisdom
seeping into your brain
for use tomorrow
when we embark together
to the waiting reservations.
Author notes
For someone I once loved...
Written April 8th, 2006
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Well done and so deeply rich on many levels. Thank you for sharing your love and history. Blessings, D.
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Exquisite
So sad and eloquent. It's hard to believe that such shameful atrocities actually took place
You have expressed yourself so wonderfully. Thank you for sharing. Hope you will come back here soon ~ we all miss you!
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We haven't spoken in a while, Stone Lion, and I have missed you greatly! I've missed your talent and brilliance! Keep penning . . . keep sharing . . . and much luck to you in any and all future poetic ventures!
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the second time i read this it made more sense. Its about holding onto our beliefs and the things we know to be true so that when we come up against stuff, we have something to fight it off with
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admittedly i dont really understand the complete meaning behind this poem, its beautiful but i dont completely follow it!!
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Thank you.
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Very nice write, well done and beautifully penned
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Thank you, Viyanna. Take care.
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Thank you, ethereal. My grandmother is partially native and has been given so much grief over it that she was ashamed to tell me. My mother told me recently me and asked me never to bring it up to her because of the shame my grandmother has experienced. I can't imagine.
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i truly felt this when i read it. a heritage that has been ripped from some very wonderful people still resonates the screams of a dying spirit within my heart for them. you have written this so very well and i thank you for posting it for me to see. viyanna r langager
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excellent
Very sad indeed. You describe the hesitation and fear of the felt by the American Indians when forced to live in specified territory.They were so free and spiritual, living with nature. You tell of that inhumanity so well in this poem.
etherealforu
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Thank you, mum.
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very original and worthy of many applauses.. love the native images you painted here, thank you for sharing..my lovely daughter.. hope this wins the gold in a contest!!
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Thank you, Puppydog.
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A WONDERFUL POEM FILLED WITH SWEET AND TENDER
These are wonderful sentiments for anyone and especially one who had your love.
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Thank you, Jeff
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Thank you, Rowan. Aboriginal lover exactly. You're so perseptive. Even on days when it takes me six tries to spell "perseptive."
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Yet again another brilliantly/beautifully written piece from you.
Your writing is out of this world....Jeff -
This is very beautiful, Stonelion.
Speaks to me strongly of the native culture, a lover of aboriginal descent perhaps? There's a soft sadness here, that you capture brilliantly!
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