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the pipe's lament
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the pipe's lament |
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Jannel Member
since 2000-01-18
Posts 492Muncie, IN, USA |
I. and the smoke rose around my dream sage and sweetgrass it seemed you glowed older than imagination stones rested in my hands i said a little prayer to whom uncertain inner strength maybe a little love and a destiny that might be told all went up in that smoke the sage could feel what is unknown and lifted carried it away II. mother i can see you mother i can't touch mother thanks for telling me i remind you of my grandmother i may join you i may join them III. how will i remember sweetgrass and sage when the last of the smoke has gone |
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Severn Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-17
Posts 7704 |
Jannel, these moved me...and I appreciate the style: this line really got me: older than imagination. The three tie in nicely...damn good job  K |
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dragonpoe Senior Member
since 2000-11-12
Posts 608Palm Bay, Florida |
Very impressive. Enjoyed this very much. With the word, I am mighty, with the pen I am free.. dragonpoe |
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Verve Member
since 1999-06-23
Posts 348Singapore |
Hi Jannel ... Nice piece of work u got here. Very interesting style u have too. Great job! ~verve |
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Jannel Member
since 2000-01-18
Posts 492Muncie, IN, USA |
i took part in the most beautiful thing the other day with my global religions class. we met with a lakota sioux pipe carrier and had a ceremony. it was incredible, and tht night, i had a dream about my mother, and she said she was proud of me. i was euphoric. that's where this came from. jann elizabeth |
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