Sun
Pierce through tigareye's darkest dark and
beaded sweating fears within hearted-heart.
Lased and curving, surging paced
shining special, Northern faced.
Seared upon open hemisphere
release that ray upon my stalwart chest
those hardened dreams, frightened thoughts,
hopes denied, fires sought.
Kneel callow one
on your strong so alone
for it is there.
Sinews bond, ties lace
clench doe's last enfolding gaze.
for she gave her life for you
Roiling past remembered, cast aside yesterday
You are like a foundling to the sun's growing tomorrow
Settling ray we are all like dreamcatchers.
So clinch life's faux d'artifice
earthened clays soothing peace
fire,
green wary trust,
phasing lust
Feathers touch
as tans seen are
moved by bronzed skin's pleasing lines
mouthed morning cups
demi-tasse smiles,
shared calm
peak's air
and time's real embrace.
Sun
We are all dreamcatchers
Author notes
The only authentic dreamcatcher I ever saw was made of curved copper wire frame and brown tigareye beads, eggshell white webbing and two brown striped feathers dangling down all cinched together with deer skin stringing.
It sparkled at a window when the sun brushed it.
It may have been made by a memeber of the North or South Dakota Cree tribe.
They protect one when one dreams.
Feux d'artifice: Fireworks/ display of wit
Etymology: French
See: Merriam Webster Online Dictionary at 'Artifice' for pronunciation. To my ear it sounds phonetically like:
(Foe daddi feece)
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Congrats on your rophy. I am 3 tribes Native American.
My daughter has a dream catcher on her ceiling. We are not superstitious, she just liked its colors and the lore attached. You did an excellent job on this. It is just the right mix of etheral and real.
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"Seared upon open hemisphere
release that ray upon my stalwart chest
those hardened dreams, frightened thoughts,
hopes denied, fires sought.
Kneel callow one
on your strong so alone
for it is there.
Sinews bond, ties lace
clench doe's last enfolding gaze.
for she gave her life for you"
Your whole poem here is so rich and deep in metaphore.
These particular two stanzas spoke quite loudly to me. They felt like a describing of a tragic love affair.
Images of a clear clean widerness were also brought up.
I think this must be my favorite of yours that I have read so far.
Keep 'em comming, you put such rich imagry and feeling into your words... a real enjopyment to read... even if I'm not always fully grasping the meaning, but that must be the trick with the most lovely heartfelt poetry, that it will speak to the individual readers mind and heart in ways understood even if it is not!
Have I made sense?
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This is so lovely. And a gentle touch of want that webs and catches each hoped for dream. And became more enjoyable upon each read. Many layered and softly tender.
Thank you for your want. So sweet expressed. -
I used to make dreamcatchers out of grape vines hemp cord and all kinds of stone beads with different parrot feathers attached.
enjoyed the poem a lot... i'll come back when I am more clear headed to comment better about the poem.
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cute write kley.
good job.
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Hi Clay: Wonderful and interesting write. I haven't thought about dreamcatchers in years. They originate with the Ojibwe Indian tribe, I think. Anyway it's a great poem. Thanks for posting it here on AP. Good luck in the contest.
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