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Algonquian Papoose
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Algonquian Papoose
A tribal warrior searching for want
The great abyss secures the tale
A hawk dives down to retrieve what is lost
Returns without, it was a fail.
Pursues the quest, perchance a dove may help
Its genteel spirit might awake
Like the hawk, the dove dives down the abyss
The time is longer, so he waits.
The dove returns, and what was sought, it brings
A man child that was fast asleep
The tribal warrior attempts to wake
Yet, like the abyss, sleep is deep.
He ponders a thought and calls the white doe
In a blink, it stood before him
It drops its head and nibbles the fresh herbs
Saunters and licks the child with vim.
Trails of herbs criss-cross its face as eyes pierce
A mouth yawns and body stretches
An Indian born enlarges the tribe
Tradition pact hereof sketches.
2019 June 21
A BRIAN STRAND 1095
~~Brian Strand
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