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Anasazi Prayers

When dark of night blankets the mesa’s rim
and a chilled wind sweeps across from the east
the coyote’s lust echoes in his lonesome hymn
as shadows dance the waltz of the deceased.
Stone creatures reborn by Kokopelli’s flute
to mate and replenish the desert lairs
then return again to the land of the mute
fulfilling hungry Anasazi prayers.

His flute blows silent as the winds give way
to rebirth of life and dawning of day.
The coyote yips once at the moon’s last light
‘fore fading away in the quiet of night.
Then the stones line up to greet the next sun
and Koko leaves, pleased with the work he has done.

Author notes

Kokopelli is a fertility deity, usually depicted as a humpbacked flute player who was worshipped by many Native American tribes in the Southwestern United States. Kokopelli also presided over the reproduction of game animals. The Anasazi existed around two thousand years ago and are thought to be the ancestors of modern tribes like the Hopi, the Zuni and the Pueblo.

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  • SubKitten
    April 8
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    You created a very beautiful piece of imagery with this. Emotionally provocative, and beautifully penned. The flow was perfect, and the rhyme scheme worked very well for the piece. The way it was written, it would sound almost perfect coming from a wizened old story teller, which suits the tone and mood wonderfully. Fantastic piece!


  • Dalaney gold member
    October 14, 2007

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    You are the best at what you do...writing poetry
    and teaching us at the same time...I love this poem, Rory. Not only for the educational aspect but for
    the impeccable flow of rhyme into beauty. Outstanding,
    and personally, a gold winner to me Love, Lane


  • Asdzaa Nadleehe
    July 18, 2007

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    Absolutely beautiful....this is just simply an excellent write..

    I was looking for a bit of Native American poetry..

    I had hope to find a treasure such as this...
    Peace
    ~A~


  • marc creamore
    March 21, 2007

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    Thank you so much for sharing this wonderfully written poem!!!! It speaks of history and culture and even though I am of European blood I felt this piece in the deep fibres of my be-ing . . . a beautifully stated piece of work!!!!!!!!


  • Muirghiel
    March 21, 2007

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    When I was sixteen I traveled to Arizona and was infused by the Spirit there. The land itself was saturated by ancient power, something that has been dredged from the mountains of New York where I live. I am of Native blood, only by a small trace, but this poem tugged at that connection. The Anasazi were not my people, I come from the Northeast. Even so I felt this poem with every fiber of my being. This poem speaks to the age of the people, older than Stonehenge, which Europeans seem to forget. I've always wondered about Kokopelli. I thought once I might write a story about who he really was. Create a life, loves, personality, a face for him. But that would be like describing the face of God.

  • dax
    March 16, 2007

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    hmm i do like your native american poem thou im not sure of the wording in the 6th line but overall its great i enjoyed the ending


  • raggyann
    March 16, 2007

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    i loved this poem
    you brought back so many memories to me
    my indian grandmother taught and spoke to me about these things
    thank you for the brought back memories
    to me this poem is one i know ill read over and over through out my life
    wonderful poem


  • darkknight marellus
    March 16, 2007

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    Whoa. I'm Native American myself, and I can see talent, and honey, you've got it! I really like the way you did this poem; gods and goddesses of different cultures can be difficult because of people taking the different views offensively or reading way too into it. Great job!
    Akasha

  • tara wilson gold member
    March 16, 2007
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    Very well done ~ I enjoyed this poem very much!


  • soulfultia gold member
    March 12, 2007

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    Excellent!

    I have many pieces that display the kokopelli playing his flute We always referred to him as "the music man". Well, I loved your entry in Hoodoo's contest, excellent work, excellent story...as usual Always a pleasure to read your work ~Tia


  • Asdzaa Nadleehe
    March 11, 2007
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    so very beautiful ,excellent piece I enjoy your notes with this as well...

  • ea silver member
    March 11, 2007

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    very nicely done and accurate in its placement of this photo. I especially liked the final couplet. Whimsical and fresh.


  • hoodoolover silver member
    March 10, 2007

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    I found this pretty flawless, I love the absoute southwest flavor, and am well familiar with Kokopelli, thanks very much for entering.


  • Matt Holck
    March 10, 2007
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    dancing shadows
    sweeps of wind
    I like it


  • Debbysmiles gold member
    March 10, 2007

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    Well , it is hard to crit such excellence. This is such a well written piece. A true gem ! The only thing I might do is make both stanzas even line number wise.
    Blessings. Debby


  • Night Hope gold member
    March 10, 2007

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    "The coyote’s lust echoes in his lonesome hymn
    As shadows dance the waltz of the deceased"

    Ooohhh, this is a gorgeous penning, my Friend...I've seen a few documentaries about the Anasazi...fascinating stuff, their story...especially how they just suddenly disappeared, without a trace...Great author's notes, too, for those who are not familiar with their grand history...Grand penning, Poet...As for your continual request for constructive feedback...when ya actually write one that requires any, I'll be there for ya... Good luck in the contest, Sweetie... Wanda

  • luvdrkchocolate
    March 10, 2007

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    Wow. What a poem that you have here. I really like this. I know about the fertility god and have seen the figures of him here and there. From what I heard, is that he was a lamed man in real life and that he couldn't hunt with the other men of his tribe because of it. So he was left behind in the village with the women all day. And he got so many pregnant that's how the legend got started. lol And the hunch back was his deformity. Pretty crazy huh? But I loved your poem. I could see the desert and the life of it with you and I thought it was great.

  • spishnd
    March 10, 2007

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    Very well done. Not being from the desert, I usually think of it as barren and lifeless, but your words bring it to life.


  • acqua
    March 10, 2007

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    I agree with the comment made, beautiful and the it did tell a story with your Imagery and Images, and your notes were appreciated, something to learn and they helped illuminate the poem, best to you in the contest, I also enjoyed this much, Thank you,
    m.


  • Sunshine Always
    March 10, 2007

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    Beautiful words my friend. The story here creates wonderful images.An enlightening and enjoyable read...mal

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