Short Lodge Poems

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Premium Member LODGE

LODGE like an old castle we rowed boats and swam explored long mountain trails - felt old-fashioned ambiance “at the famed Mohonk Mountain House”
Form: Verse


Premium Member The Lodge

neglected
        once lamented
now graffiti
          scrawled:
faded respectability
of
   yesteryear and
outdated
            taste:
now.  
     litter-strewn,
dusty
        cold & musty
sepia like
in the late
       Autumn 
                   sun
Form: Verse

Giraffes At Animal Kingdom Lodge

Giraffes at Animal Kingdom Lodge

A great, long neck had a tall giraffe;
And when I did see made me laugh;
Bent to drink,
Each neck link,
Always causing me to crack in half.

Jim Horn

Just got back home after 7 nights at
Animal Kingdom Lodge at Disneyworld.
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Preparing For the Sweat Lodge

At dusk the Native and I
Went into the woods to gather
Sticks for starting the fire
For baptizing the sacred stones.

One limb I found inhabited
With crawling insects;
The Native said, "Put that one back.
Somebody lives there."

I realized I was a guest
Of the Natives and the woods.

Still Night Lodge

Still night broken by call of soul owl
watching over the lodge of my father's brother.
The next world awaits my uncle. 

His walking clothes prepared. 
His feather oiled to a brave sheen. 
Knife freshly sharpened in beaded sheath. 

He calls to owl. I'm ready. 
The women begin the journey chant. 
My father dances with joy tears.

3/30/14


Lodge Fire

Something was igniting between us.
At first I fought off the flames because I know what it feels like when the air gets too much and I wasn’t ready to be choked again.
So I held my breath for as long as I could, but even I couldn’t deny that this fire was becoming indistinguishable
So I took my hand down from my mouth. 
Quickly I became engulfed in the flames and 
All I could do now was to allow myself to let you in 
and hope that I’d make it out alive.
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