Open Poetry #29 |
The Shaman Leaves His Evening Meal |
LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
Earth hurries to my side Her quill painting firelight Dancing on the air with excitement Shafts of sunlight in assembly Footprints of endurance dreams Through moccasins of promise Where blazing arrows balance the air With their tails on fire carrying a magic gift Unrolling the mat of comfort while groping my mind Just a Shaman singing I thought the distance shall pass by eventually Composing songs, spring cleaning the breeze Growing amazements out-stretched & grinning Day shimmering furiously, with not even The slightest breath of wind gathering embers Just a Shaman singing Surrounding hurried minds, in the path of mountains Where ancient times live or’r the land, causing Great floods of dreams…in marsh grass on shore Swirling into shoals of long ago…smooth directions Edge our village, with figurines of lifelike oaks Bulging with a powerful source knowing all the loon’s songs Just a Shaman singing All foliage stays awake in perpetual night Where the full moon and stars form powers of speech There are no enemies, only friendly brothers who’ve made mistakes Increasing in numbers, dumbfounded with fears Listening for the Shaman singing But as days reassembles, so to, does the anxious ones Killing death and loosing none Simple now, the sun volunteers taking credit Buying a popular monopoly…providing symbolic sacred stones From the deepest caves on the moon. Where the Holy Man grows stars in the night Deliberately holding miracles for that special time of birth Only he knows when it becomes ripe… Then, yellow & white corn gives permission to the spirit legends Compilations of a source transcribed, the collector linked to mythology Near the edge of the lake of descriptions, enhancing lonely spots Where terror dreams…until a young wild cat chases away Any dew, left from winters snow…and a great tree spews sugar maple Bubbling with life, to a land beyond the sky Teaching us the trail of life and the need for it’s center Where balance scurries across the ground Of mother earth…while the Holy Man grows stars in the night And the Shaman leaves behind his evening meal |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Lee, another feast for my spirit! I enjoy each reading experience. I see and feel your poetry. This one was especially special! EA |
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Kazm Member
since 2003-11-13
Posts 99 |
There are many kinds of shaman. I'm glad yours was a holy man. Sometimes they are not holy at all. |
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ice Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404Pennsylvania |
Loud applause!!....I love this...... :-) ______ice ><> |
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ice Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404Pennsylvania |
Loud applause!!....I love this...... :-) ______ice ><> |
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ice Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404Pennsylvania |
Loud applause!!....I love this...... :-) ______ice ><> |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Lee..you weave ever so delicately and beautifully your words into a prized painting. |
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ice Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404Pennsylvania |
I don't know why my reply printed three times? sorry about that, but maybe they were standing ovations.... ______ice ><> |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
LeeJ, A delight to read, Good morning sweet. |
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Neeraja Senior Member
since 2002-06-22
Posts 812The Netherlands |
What a wonderful read!!! Neeraja |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
once again, you have left a trail of starlight on this blue page a beautiful view |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
a shaman once told me my spirit animal is the wolf and then he sang a beautiful, melancholic song what a write Lee! I'm glad I stopped to read |
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