Ghostdancers

Miyelo6b
– Miyelo 6, Viggo Mortensen

Tokša wanweglakin kte
Tokša wanweglakin kte
Nihun k’un he heye lo
Nihun k’un he heye lo

Later I shall see my own
Later I shall see my own
Your mother said it so
Your mother said it so

(Oglala Lakota Chant)

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heartfire roots
grow beneath a crust of modern life
and struggle
not to be forgotten

what we don’t see
isn’t there
isn’t     there
i    s            n    o       t              t       h        e             r                  e
& we firmly grip the leash
on our minds’ journeys.

what we don’t see
isn’t there.
Isn’t there.

a blink,

is it there?

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Claudia over at dVerse invites us to write about Fata Morganas and summer heat illusions for Poetics today. Grab a pen and join us at the bar!
photo credits: Viggo Mortensen

50 thoughts on “Ghostdancers

  1. “grow beneath a crust of modern life”

    what a line. And the poem- open. I forget often that a poem needs room for writer and poet, the poem breathes, that’s not a static thing. Thanks for the lesson.

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    • i often forget, too… sometimes we try to hard to get the point across, so i often throw stuff out and let it simmer. thanks for the visit, Tonya! 🙂

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