A Mere Ojibwe Girl
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My people are the Ojibwa, fierce and strong,
a people of stories and myths and knowledge;
on birch bark scrolls and stones their history told,
and I, a mere Ojibwa girl, write stories . . .
There, upon a sheer and rocky cliff the Appaloosa horse
of many colors stands majestic.
There, under the blazing blue sky an Ojibwa warrior
looks at me with great love.
There, in the air and wind that roars.
his feathers earned in acts of bravery quietly move.
There, nestled in his strong arms
my turquoise and glass beaded dress sparkles in the sun.
There, below the Ottawa River thunders
and the vast lands of Canada stretch to the horizon.
There, above in that perfect sky
eagles soar together as a symbol of Ojibwa unity.
There, the only sound is the wind that moves his feathers.
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May 24, 2013
Poetry/Free Verse/A Mere Ojibwe Girl
Copyright Protected, ID 13-1072-902-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Submitted to the contest, Mid October 2018
sponsor, Brian Strand
First Place
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