Open Poetry #20 |
Through The Pipe |
Ivy Rose Senior Member
since 2001-12-29
Posts 1300MA, USA |
It is the pipe that changed us... descendents of those night visions, the dreamings with hawks and eagles, the white buffalo. All of the brothers and sisters born beneath the leaves of the birch trees.Seeing the sultry smoke wafting across our paths, wooing us with their spirit aromas, the savory scent of our Creator. It is the pipe that summoned us to rise up... entering gently upon the moccasins of the night. Hear what we have to say, give your hearts the chance to believe in the visions, to join in that sacred smoke-dance that the pipes blew across the ageless dreams of our ancestors. |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
(sigh) Wow, this is a powerful piece that rises with smoke and grace, sweet friend, you always write the most amazing traditional visions! (kiss on cheek) We all love you so much, sweet friend, this is fabulous! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Ivy, thank you for sharing! May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
IvyRose~ 'give your hearts the chance to believe in the visions,' I couldn't not like this one~ Very, very nice~ *Hugs* ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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Saunni Senior Member
since 2000-07-11
Posts 1777West Virginia |
Ivy, this in incredible!! Goodness, The creativeness is overwhelming here! What a talent! Sauni @~~~>~~ |
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strbbux Member Elite
since 2001-12-19
Posts 3859 |
This is so lovely Ivy, my American Indian friend would love this. floria Floria |
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