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I Am Lakota


©Shers Gallagher 2015
...and I paint the world of nature
that stretches beyond the borders
of tracks I run to freedom
as minds much smaller than my own
hunt down and try to capture my horizons
Run, run, run to the expressions of a soul
I paint in a world without edges
flowing into the natural rhythm of things

The bear, the wolf and bobcat 
are like the fox outsmarting its trackers
There is none but the line of creation 
to draw out and sing the song 
of life and breath
Our souls recognize its harmonies 
There is nothing more and little less 
than those symbols of our making
that we creatives learn to colour in-between

Beware the shame makers…. 

They judge what they are not
and feed off the inhales of our exhales
as we migrate with the setting sun
I run, run, run along the edges of created space
I am an expression of the wind carried through a drumbeat, 
penetrating and strong
This symbol of the moment - it is my song

Aisling Books 

Comments

  1. Nice write, has a good Native American vibe.

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  2. A very wonderful poem that echoed many of my beliefs.

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  3. A fascinating run to freedom; well done.

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  4. As Germaine Greer would say Shers , " yours is an intact non disassociative sensibility , in which feeling is as intellectual as thinking " , i think she was talking about Shakespeare , cheers

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  5. That last stanza is powerful.

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  6. ... A feeling of peace infused me as I read your poem ~~

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  7. This is magical and haunting - I love it!

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  8. absolutely, enjoyed this poem.painting the world of nature..so many great lines that really make this a magical poem.

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  9. Oh, this is wonderful. From "Beware the shame makers..." to the end of the poem I had tears in my eyes. Very stirring.

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  10. Thanks for visiting

    There were many good pieces that came from this picture prompt.

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  11. 'I am an expression of the wind carried through a drumbeat...' You have used some lovely expressions in this poem.
    A sad but, heart touching poem.

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  12. 'I paint the world without edges' cracked it for me.

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