Carolyn Devonshire Poet Sedoka

Song of Native Americans

Take me to the hill
from which the rainbow rises
to pay ancestors’ tribute.
Share the memories
handed down by mighty chiefs,
warriors who loved the land.

Harmony once reigned
between their tribes and nature
until white men invaded.
Interstates now run
through our backyards -- urban sprawl.
Endangered is our future.



*Entry for Chris's contest, but originally written for Rick's "Ancient Songs" contest.

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Joe Maverick November 24, 2011 at 3:34 PM Real good work here Carolyn,, i will wish you the best of placements my friend "until next time"

James Marshall Goff November 23, 2011 at 8:35 AM Carolyn, your voice is strong...still, in the Twin Cities area, constantly, construction crews are uncovering sacred burial grounds by mistake, with court battles deciding outcomes....my preference....to always err on the side of Native wishes ....mebbe Their Ancestors will smile upon me....I'll keep tryin' eneway....jmg

Duncan Chappell November 22, 2011 at 9:29 PM i like this piece of work here my dear friend

Andrea Dietrich November 19, 2011 at 8:32 PM carolyn, I think you may have come about the closest to doing this contest how he wanted . I am still unsure if I did it right! GREAT job.

Jack Horne November 19, 2011 at 3:11 PM Beautiful and sensitive write, my friend

Dan Kearley November 19, 2011 at 1:44 PM Sad but true. :-( Good luck :-)

Judy Ball November 19, 2011 at 1:33 PM How true. What a great tribute to the first nations. Loved it. Hope it places high. God Bless, JB