Open Poetry #44 |
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Where Once The Buffalo |
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Anniepimm Senior Member
since 2008-12-26
Posts 550England ![]() |
Where Once The Buffalo I could hear my farther chanting as dusk starts to fall his haunting mellow prayer asking the spirits, to forgive us all, The light eyes with there thunder sticks the braves that killed there foe the land permanently scared now many moons ago, The rain starts to fall now as fathers chanting starts to fade the rain quenches the camp fire wets the teepee's we have made, Lying huddled in my bearskin warm against the cold I look across at my mother Her beautiful face looking old, Father gathers the rabbits where once the buffalo roamed no one ever went hungry we were able to feed our own, Spirit called back my sister within her second year she had the breathing sickness we named her sleeping Deer, As the wind blows across the planes chilling us to the bone we continue to Rome around the land no permanent place to call home, Annie |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Fine writing...James |
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Anniepimm Senior Member
since 2008-12-26
Posts 550England |
Thank you most kindly James.. |
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Marc-Andre Senior Member
since 2008-12-07
Posts 501 |
I've enjoyed this poem, Annie. I look forward to reading your next one. Mark |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
Lovely, sad write, reminded me of my mother. Ida |
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Anniepimm Senior Member
since 2008-12-26
Posts 550England |
Thank you Mark and Ida i am glad you liked it |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
Oh, this is lovely, Annie! I am glad that your friend's beautiful horse, Apache Rain has introduced me to your poetry. Owl |
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Anniepimm Senior Member
since 2008-12-26
Posts 550England |
Thank you |
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