Raul Moreno Poet Quatrain

The Indian In the Sky

Looking at the peaceful setting,
  I look up and quickly realize.
That an image is taking shape,
  Forming in a rather large size.

It is the shape of a grass dancer,
  Grass dancing on the clouds.
Dancing to the beat of the thunder,
  I hear his dance steps aloud.

As the lightening strikes,
  The thunder rumbles, and sounds.
His feet tap four times then he strides,
  Spinning and pacing around.

Full of strength, his dance is endless,
  Yet disappears in the blink of an eye.
I was treated to a dance of cloud stepping,
  By the Indian in the sky.

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James Fraser May 17, 2009 at 1:27 AM Awesome title, and a classy poem to run with it, James

Amy Swanson December 6, 2008 at 8:02 AM I liked this! I have some Cherokee in my ancestry and was really captured at the story you told in your poem. I could see it so clearly! Love the imagery you used. God bless and thank you :) for the very kind comments on my poetry, they are truly appreciated. Happy Holidays to you and yours! Amy

Elizabeth Neal November 14, 2008 at 11:48 PM like this poem, I searched the internet and only found 1 book @ Trafford Publishing.