James Fraser Poet Tanka

Feathers In the Wind

Vultures in circle
Dust trails seen in the distance 
Sand Creek Massacre *¬
One hundred and sixty souls
Now just feathers in the wind










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Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser May 12, 2015 at 7:59 PM huge James your last two lines are enigmatic and symbolic.. love the use of feathers as metaphor... its like fallen angels ..--olive eloisa xxx James Fraser May 14, 2015 at 3:02 PM I really do enjoy writing about the American indigenous Olive. I feel close to them strangely enough, hugs, James xxx

James Foulk April 8, 2011 at 1:54 PM a nice piece of poetry, enjoyed it. thank you for reading clear creek and for your comment.

Jack Horne March 10, 2011 at 2:17 PM Great poem, James. Thanks for your kind comments and congrats to you too : ) Jack

James Peranteau March 10, 2011 at 8:08 AM A vivid glimps of reality Dear poet; done well here in your write ! Awesome ! Have a great day James...much love, james

Carolyn Devonshire March 8, 2011 at 11:14 AM When we visit sites that were once battlefields, it's hard not to think of the people whose lives were lost there. You created a vivid image of the Sand Creek Massacre site, James. Very fine work! Love, Carolyn