Turtle Heart Poetry
Hearts Never Beat Silently
Hearts
like drums
do not speak in silence
Feathers
like spirits
do not fly alone
Sitting on the
warm earth
my heart speaks
and my spirit flys
beyond the thunder
higher than the shadows of time
Bowl filled with Light
Grandmother's
young belly is filled
like a bowl is filled
with light
corn pollen is carried into the wind
and young birds
carry their first flight feathers
into the morning sun
the stones
tell their stories between the shadows
dreaming
i am carried into the river
Full Moon
Light and wind
upon the flowering earth
gathered like a song
gathered like names
of all my relations
gathered with a knife
sharp knife made of old stone
i slice dreams
from the sky
and cook them on my belly.
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Turtle Heart
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Photo Copyright - Pedro Meyer
Compiled by: Glenn Welker
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