Image taken by Suzette Amaya
This is a page dedicated to my writing.
I write poetry, monologues and one act plays.
The wind carries the soft melody of love through the air I hear you whispering to me from afar Your words come to me like angels from heaven The clear night sky opens the universe to us and lets me see what you see Though the distance between us is great I feel close to you I envision you each time I look to the stars and feel a gentle breeze I know that you are there somewhere Thinking of me
I wrote that one in 98. This next one I wrote one summer while at a farm in Ontario.
TRIBAL TEACHINGS
Tribal teachings Once spoke of Mother Earth and Father Sky Intertwined Tribal Teachings Of Senklip and Ceremony Mistify me Concrete paths are forged through In constant rhythm of the street Hurry....Faster...Gotta get there faster No matter how slow the beat The city reshapes the landscape And changes natures scene Yet Coyote follows me perpetually And tells me to be keen Don't drink the water Don't eat the fish Don't go out in the sun today And don't trust everything in the news Tribal teachings Bewilder me In a moment of confusion I contemplate ......Is this really happening ......Is this really real? I don't quite understand....... ......I don't know how to feel I begin to wonder...... ......What is expected of me? Tribal teachings Baffle me I search for answers I cannot find In books of the past with false Truth's glamourized OH GLORY BE!! how patriotic are thee Though...patriotism seems to Elude me.... Tribal teachings Reclaim me None of which I seek Is found in books of paper Only minds of Elders hold the key Tribal teachings Reclaim me They tell me that Mother Earth and Father Sky Are intertwined Coyote is strong in me The drum is the heart of our nation and it beats steady within Look to the past to survive the future Trust in Senklip to be my guide Pride,Strength and Tradition Are all inside me I hear it now.... I see it now... I feel it now... I dance with Senklip to the drumbeat in my mind And the drum beats louder*Senklip is Coyote - the trickster and guardian of the Okanagan people*
My son has been with the angels for 5 years now. The anniversary of his death is Dec 31. Time passes quickly, but the love and pain of his loss is always. I wrote this a year after his passing.
A year has passed
since the last time we held you
so beautiful
so small
We held your little hand
kissed you hello and good bye
A wonderful gift you were
to feel you while inside
viberant and alive
Such a little gentleman
to offer yourself for your sister
who now brings us joy
Her twin you'll always be
guiding her through life
watching, guarding
A memory you are not
We feel you still
alive inside
Vibrant in our mind.
My son.. I love you
Image taken by Suzette Amaya
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