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The Drums Were Silent

the drums were silent first time in many moons little bear woke with a start harvest moon winked brother stars giggled laughing brook gurgled a movement in the bushes little bear listened hard but the drums were silent was grandpa okay? daylight would bring answers

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Ann Foster

Date: 12/8/2019 8:18:00 PM

I am now going to stay up all night... I need to know.... Excellent write... hugs. Ann

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 12/9/2019 2:49:00 AM

Thank you Ann. I hope you got some sleep.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 12/8/2019 1:44:00 PM

WEll described this story is, Caren. WE all can understand without the storyteller having to say it.

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 12/9/2019 2:49:00 AM

Thank you Andrea.

Paul Callus

Date: 12/8/2019 12:01:00 PM

The silent drums ... a lull in fighting...time to stop abuse and let the rightful owners live in peace. A lovely and expressive poem, Caren. Regards // paul

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 12/9/2019 2:49:00 AM

Thank you Paul.

Joe Dimino

Date: 12/8/2019 9:29:00 AM

So beautifully sensitive! I know you speak of the American Indian Nations, but The Jungle Book came also to my mind--I love Kipling--and this gem of yours! Outstanding!!

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 12/9/2019 2:50:00 AM

Thank you Joe. I love Native American everything AND the jungle book!

Charles Messina

Date: 12/8/2019 8:08:00 AM

Excellent Caren. I too always rooted for the Indians in the westerns of old. Ya know what.. I'd still root for them.

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 12/8/2019 8:42:00 AM

I always feel so disappointed when they lose. We gave them blankets with small pox in them? Shame on us!

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 12/8/2019 7:28:00 AM

Wow! You are great with nature, personification and the all out wow factor.

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 12/8/2019 7:29:00 AM

Thank you Kim. I am humbled.

Freddie Robinson Jr.

Date: 12/8/2019 7:22:00 AM

A very thoughtful poem, Caren!! The lost of innocence is such a sad occurrence. A splendid poem of virgin sorrow. Love and more love always

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 12/8/2019 7:23:00 AM

Thank you for stopping by Freddie.

Silent One

Date: 12/8/2019 6:39:00 AM

sad how natives were treated...

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 12/8/2019 7:24:00 AM

It is bitterly sad. I was always rooting for the Indians in the TV shows of the 50s. I never saw them win until the 80 TV shows though.

Na Na

Date: 12/8/2019 4:52:00 AM

Nice one Caren. when you live in the nature you die in the nature. One has to defend for themselves. Thanks for sharing

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 12/8/2019 7:24:00 AM

I live in a forest with oak, pine, and mulberry trees as my defense and my haven. Thank you.